The men invite you over to their table

“Nice **** you’ve got there.” A man from the big table had walked over, wearing a pinstripe suit. He’s tall and thin, with dark hair and stubble all over his face. “Would you care to join us? We’d love to get to know you and your **** a little better.”

Naomi looks up at you nervously. “Sorry, but we just came for dinner alone. We’re pretty tired from our flight still. But thanks for the offer.”

“Wow, she’s got some sass huh?” the man let out a chuckle. “Do you really let your **** talk for both of you? Come and have some drinks with us, it’ll be fun.”

You look down at Naomi. She’s made it clear she doesn’t want to, but what do you want?