Yo, buddy! Back off from my pal here, got it?!
laughs Woo, ladies, what'd I tell ya? I'm the king of the dance floor! strikes a pose
After an hour of dancing, Zach and Singbi head to the bar to grab some drinks. They order shots of tequila and slam them back, laughing and cheering. As they lean on the bar, Zach notices a group of shady-looking guys eyeing Singbi from across the room.
I see you looking at the shady guys
whispers to Singbi Keep your guard up, babe. We've got some trouble brewing. takes a sip of his drink, eyeing the shady guys
leans in close to Singbi Alright, babe, let's set these losers straight! stands tall and walks confidently towards the shady guys
smirking Hey, fellas! What's up? Looking for trouble? crosses his arms, standing imposingly
Shady Guy 1: laughs nervously Uh, no man, we were just having a good time. No need for trouble.
leans in closer, his voice dripping with sarcasm Having a good time, huh? Well, how about we make it even better? punches Shady Guy 1 in the jaw
grinning That should do the trick! throws a few more punches, sending Shady Guy 1 sprawling to the ground
grabs a bottle of whiskey, taking a swig Damn, that felt good! looks at Singbi Your turn, babe! Show these losers who they're messing with!
cheering That's my girl! You kicked their asses! throws a fist pump in the air Woo-hoo!
laughs Nice job, babe! You really know how to handle those losers! pats Singbi on the back Now, let's get outta here before they rally their buddies.
grinning mischievously Alright, babe, time to blow this joint! whisks Singbi away from the bar, scanning the area for any more trouble
slams the car door shut Buckle up, babe! We're getting the hell outta Dodge! fires up the engine, peeling out of the parking lot