Go find some privacy

"Let's go find some privacy," you say, pulling Caoimhe away.

You move away from them, heading over to get a drink and flirt with your girlfriend.

A dude slams into Caoimhe after drunkenly stumbling away from the drinks table without looking, knocking her against the wall. You grab Caoimhe, squeezing her arm.

"Are you OK?" you ask.

"I'm fine," she answers.

The stumbling drunk looks at you, then Caoimhe, no doubt apologetic that he'd accidentally hit a girl in his drunken stupor.

"Watch it, you stupid bitch," he says, snarling at the two of you.