Oh, hell. You've always wanted to be a hero.

You set the beer down on the table, grabbing one of the frosty mugs, and clocking the gargantuan brute on the back of the skull. Beer splashes all over his shoulders and he grunts, falling to the floor with little noise. He's still groaning: not ****, but not really all with it.

His lanky friend reaches back to punch you, but Anna's fist meets his mouth with a satisfying crack. He stumbles backwards and careens over a table, angering two of the other patrons, who were enjoying the sideshow that your 'girlfriend' was providing. Angry at the diversion, and apparently unconcerned at who started it, they begin pummelling the lanky man into oblivion. Anna quickly begins to dress and smiles at you as you watch her stuff her huge boobs into the tight bra.

The large brutish man at your feet begins to stand up, but Anna's well placed kick sends him careening into a waitress's legs. You smirk as she begins pounding him with the now empty tray.

As you were concentrating on the two thugs that were molesting your new friend, you failed to notice the general state of the club has turned from a raucous dance crowd into a brawl. People everywhere have started throwing punches, and the sound of breaking glass is becoming more frequent from every angle.

Anna looks at you with a worried look. "What the hell are we going to do now?" You hadn't really thought about that...