The scene before her happened so fast. He asked her a question and the kid pulled on his ears and tail. Then she heard the woman scream. Carla rushed out of her seat and stood between the guards and Sage. "He did not hurt the child. The kid came from nowhere. Sage is innocent he merely wanted to find you, Mam. Please, lower your weapons. The child is safe."<br/><br/>The guards looked over to the child's mom. "I just wanted my child not to be harmed. Who is he? Your slave should be on a leash."<br/><br/>Carla was fuming and how dare she not have watched her kid, "We are minding ourselves having dinner. Your child molested Sage. He is no slave. He is my boyfriend. Perhaps you should leash you kid. Sage is no pet kitty."<br/><br/>She threw her napkin on the table and glared at the guards, "What do you draw your weapons on every being that is not human and is male. What do you want? My id too."<br/><br/>The guard closest to Carla stepped forward, "Since you asked. Show you id's. Mam, do you wish to press charges."<br/><br/>The woman picked up her child, "Do what you want with the teens. My kids safe now. Mommy will get you a kitty. That is not the kind of cat you want to play with." She left the restraunt.<br/><br/>Carla huffed, Is this really necessary. That kid hurt Sage and you want our ID's. Fine here." She removed her wallet and shoved her id in the guard's face. My father hears about this and you will be washing dishes. You will all be crap if his father get involved."<br/><br/>The guard sidesteps Carla and extends his hand toward Sage, "Let see your ID."