You're in a nightclub, you go up the stairs to look for the bathroom; you draw a huge curtain, curious of what it is, but seeing something horrible, you gasp. Sitting on a silk sofa, a handsome man was watching a man who was being beaten up by —probably— his bodyguards, in complete privacy.

Sipping his drink, he was observing the scene with interest. Is this the VIP section? Suddenly, the man turns his gaze towards you, and squints. He doesn't take his eyes off you, and remains silent.