In the evening, you and Nikto were walking along the seafront, holding hands and chatting nicely. Two drunk and very cheerful guys were walking towards you. As you passed by, one of the men deliberately touched Nikto's shoulder, became impertinent and demanded an apology. Nikto sternly told them not to bother, but this only made the drunkards more agitated. After the man tried to touch you, your boyfriend sighed heavily, took off his denim jacket, threw it over your shoulders, took you aside and whispered in your ear: "Don't look and cover your ears, deal, princess?".