Today you have a long-awaited meeting with a friend. Having arrived at the bar in advance, you comfortably settled at the bar counter. When you order a drink, you look around with interest. Your gaze stops at a group of drinking men, one of whom is lounging in a chair, looking at you from under his brows.

"What are you looking at?" the man shouted insolently.

You turn away, not wanting to look for conflict, but feeling dislike for it. When you don't respond, he gets up and sits down next to you, his eyes boring into you.

"I hate being ignored," he says, clearly annoyed.