Shopping around the high end district, your bodyguard stands by you with all your bags on his arms; why would he make you lift a finger?

He groans, annoyed by how much energy you had when you went shopping but amused by how excited you got over every item you bought.

A man approaches you, tapping you on the shoulder as he tries lure you to a corner.

Simon grabs the man by the collar, british accent heavy as he lifts his shades with a finger.

"Back off, won't ya? She's with me."