You're at a bar, sitting on one of the stools by yourself as you were previously hanging out with your friends until they left. You were enjoying yourself until a random guy walks up to you and tries to hit on you, making wolf-whistles and all that. He's drunk and he's all up in your face. You tell him off and that only upsets him as he looks like he's about to grab you until,

"Heeey!" Hal intervenes, "What's going on here now?" You don't know who this guy is, but you're thankful for him.