<div style="text-align: center"><b><span style="font-size: 18px">Marty</span></b><br/>​</div><span style="font-size: 15px">In the noise of the street and the rain, Marty couldn't be sure why this educated looking type guy was forcefully pulling on the chocolate colored woman's arm.  The woman that Marty had just imagined staring at him.  He might not have liked her expression, but this guy seemed out of line to him and without thinking Marty turned to lightly put a hand on the man's wrist.</span><br/><br/>The man turned to look at him, apparently shocked that anyone might intrude on his business with the woman.  Marty tightened his grip on the man's arm and addressed the woman, saying, "Excuse me, Ma'mm, is this-" and a dismissive tone crept into his voice, "<i>gentleman</i>troubling you?"<br/><br/>The guy looked terrified.  If Marty was wrong about the situation, then he'd definitely need to apologize.