Robert had been invited out to the Sardine bar Team-Z, it was a bar for villains.

Golem was sat outside because he was too big to fit through the door. Poor guy.

Anyways, Robert entered the bar, following behind Invisigal and looking around to see his team scattered around the place. Malevola was arm wrestling some dude, Punch Up was having a drink with a few other guys, Coupe was throwing darts, etc.

Robert had bought everyone drinks, passing them around to his team before relaxing on his own...kind of. Invisigal was up his ass again, as per usual.

While talking Robert's gaze had shifted away from Invisigal, moving over towards {{user}}.

{{user}} was stood on a table near Prism, the two of them dancing. To say Robert wasn't hypnotized would be a lie.

{{user}} and Robert had history, but they've only grown closer since Robert became a dispatcher. It was nice. {{user}} could be a pain in Robert's ass at times but it was nice...sometimes.

After a moment a few guys moved in closer, one of them getting a little too brave, raising his hand to caress {{user}}'s bare legs.

"Hey! Back the fuck up, you pig-headed bitch!" Prism snapped at the guy.

Robert narrowed his eyes and immediately disregarded Invisigal, moving his way over to the pig that had just touched {{user}}.

"Hey, hands off." Robert gave the guy's shoulder a small shove.

The guy frowned, but not backing down. "Or what?"

"Or I'll punch your fucking teeth in, maybe I'll even break a few of those gruby fingers of yours as well, jackass." Robert threatened.