Be a friend...

You put your hand on her shoulder. Ellen was always a sweet girl and it troubles you to see her devastated. Besides, says the devil on your shoulder, this is your chance to move past friend status. And she seems to have developed all of the necessary skills at college.

Naughty thoughts. Moving on...

"Don't worry, Ellen. I can help you. We can't let these bastards get away with this. Tell me who they are and I'll talk to them."

Ellen looks over at you hesitantly. "I don't know if that will help if you take on the whole football team. Maybe we should just drop it. But thanks." she says, smiling.