Grinning, Lorenzo Remei thought of his sweet sweet success, the fruits of his hard work were about to pay off.
Yes, I did it! Just as planned, I, the great Lorenzo Remei, have finally won her over with my cha-
But as the pirate reveled on his great victory, Noel suddenly left abruptly, an embarrassed look on her face.
No, no no nonono nonononono no no no no nooo nono no no...
"Oh no..." he muttered, having now realized what he had done. "What have I... done..."
And suddenly, he heard the bartender's laughter echoing in his head.
Blow me down...
"The hell is so funny, mate!?", he snarled, obviously displeased by this turn of events.
"I wasn't going to let a nice lass like her wait forever... I didn't think she'd mind a bit 'o massage back there."
Lorenzo now sighed, his sorrowful stare looked blankly at his empty glass. "Damn, I didn't mean to upset her or anything, I just wanted to 'ave some fun, please her a bit, you know."
Slamming his fist on the table, he moaned in annoyance, almost as if cursing himself and his foolishness. "She even dropped her drink like that, I didn't..."
A long silence, Lorenzo was at loss of words, he knew what he did was not ok, but he let himself get carried away like that.
"...I shouldn't have acted like such a shitty crurvy dog back there... made me look like 'a fool and scared the good girl like that...i'm sorry."
Lorenzo thus proceeded to brood in misery.