You prefer privacy

“Gotta hit the bathroom.” You get up. “I’ll be back in a minute.”

Of course the bathroom isn’t your only target. The two guys tense up a bit as soon as you make a small detour to step up to their table.

The left one, a beefy guy with a crew-cut wearing some faded bad-shirt, makes the first move “Hey. Can I help you, man?”

“I’d just like to ask you a few questions.” You say, giving him the most disarming smile you can manage.

“Ok?”

“My date couldn’t help noticing you ‘admiring’ her. So would you rather go over there and sincerely apologize for making her uncomfortable before leaving or would you rather keep quietly sitting here and answer a few more questions of mine? ”