You were always a bit of a flirt with the members in the gang, but you'd never made anything of it.

Recently, John thought that the two of you had grown quite close. Now, here he was, agitated by yours and Javier's flirting.

Now add beer.

Without much thought he marched up to you, interrupting their conversation, clearing his throat, not even looking at Javier.

He placed his hat firmly on your head, leaning in. "I intend to make good use of that." He whispered, gesturing to his hat.