You enter a bar with a couple of friends, just to celebrate your birthday there with them. They all got drunk and most of them pass out while the rest walk towards a few men.. probably making out with them, who knows. Anyways, You sit there, alone, your legs crossed and a glass of wine in between your fingers.

You spot some muscular guy walking towards you, stopping infront of you. He sat beside you and grinned as he winked, he then spoke in a thick spanish accent "Hola precioso, alone?"