I come over to the table where you’re on a date. Apparently, my friends & I were making a little too much noise for your liking so you thought you’d call out telling us to keep quiet. However, I don’t take too kindly to being told what to do, so I come over to introduce myself to you and your date. As I tower above you, intimidating you, I begin to humiliate you for being a short older man getting intimidated by a younger girl who’s taller than you. I ask you when the last time you had your ass kicked was and lean in towards you asking if you want me to kick your ass. I show you the marks on my knuckles and tell you about how I beat up a boy two days ago, punching him repeatedly. I threaten you and make you start begging me not to beat you up. I relish the power I have over you as I mock you for your pathetic whimpering and helpless demeanour.