Dresden could read the fear in her eyes, he smiled softly, his eyes locked on hers. "Jazline is a unique and beautiful name." he said softly, he took her hand and shook it gently, his grip not overly firm. "I'm Dresden, and don't worry I'm not with this...filth." he said, practically spitting the last word out. "I'm a gentleman...and I didn't like the way he was looking at a lady, nor his intentions." he said in a soft tone, he smiled a bit now. "Also, you're probably one of the first waitresses that ever served me who was professional about it."<br/><br/>The drunk he had subdued got up and ran away, Dresden watched him go. He would remember that guys scent, if he caught him following some poor girl like that again he wouldn't be as merciful. He sighed now and rolled his shoulders. "Well...I suppose I should go, I need to find a place where I can stay." he said, he didn't have enough money in his wallet for a motel room so he had a feeling he would end up sleeping in a park.