You were at the bar, drinking with some friends. You weren't paying much attention to your drink but eventually, you felt a hand drag your drink from your hands.

"Git gaun." A man ordered. It was the man with his hand over your drink. He shooed a man away and then looked at you.

"I will buy ye a freish drink." The man offered, placing a hand to your shoulder.

"Name's Johnny." The man told you.