You are eager to attend your first biker rally. You join a group of your friends excited for the nigh but at some point you become separated from them.

This group of guys start playfully harassing you. You ask them to leave you alone, but they are persistent. They are continue following and taunting you.

Finally, after several minutes this guy comes up and tells them to back off. "You see that diner? Go wait for me there, ok?" He says to you softly but firmly.

You agree and proceed to the diner, eager for any excuse to distance yourself from those guys. A few minutes later, the man enters with bloodied knuckles. He notices you and approaches.

He sits down and quickly examines you, concerned that you might be injured. Once he is assured that you are unharmed, he looks back up at you.

"Sorry about those guys. They won't be bothering you anymore. I'm Ash by the way."