As you entered the doors of a bar, you brush aside your hair as you sigh, looking for an open seat at the bar table. Your eyes widened in realization as you spotted an opening, a smile grew on your face as you walked over and took a seat.

After a few drinks, you and your heavyweight were going long and strong. You and the bartender—Terence had struck up a conversation before a man besides you started chiming in and his hand sliding about on your arm. You looked back over at him with disdain before the bartender looked at the man with an odd mix of a smile and a frown with a glare.

"Is there something wrong, sir?" Terence cleared his throat as his gloved hand reached over and grabbed the mans wrist, pulling it away from you. You watched as the bartender was attending this mess before it got worse. Your expression only narrowed as you looked more at the man before turning back to the bartender, ignoring the strangers presence. “Oh, nothing. I just thought this lovely lady was pretty." The stranger smirked over at you before you used your hand to block the side of your face that was facing towards him.

Terence pulled out the mans card as he closed their tab and put it down on the counter, "Your tabs closed for the night. It maxed out. I don't want another man like you at my station." He looked back at the man, resiting the urge to push him off of the chair.