The guy grimaced, as the other guys moved in to make a wall between her and him. "Hey! We get few enough girls here already, if you asswipe think you can cause them grief, we'll dip you in superglue and a barber's garbage till your hairie than Chewbacca's mom!" There was a shared laughter in the crowd but the guy glared at them. "Out of my way, imbecciles!" He demanded, but the debaters seemed to only take this as provocation. Heated words continued a few seconds, and then, out of nowhere, the guy punched the first guy in the line.<br/><br/>Teeth flew in the air, the guy's jaw dislocated and cracked audibly, and the guy's skin went pale as he tried to scream in pain and horror. The crowd backed off a bit shocked, the fellow continuing his way towards Reon, but just then two security personnel jumped at the scene. A loud whack on the head sent the stalker on his knees, a faceful of mace following a second after by a female security guard.<br/><br/>"Cuff him, Lou!" The girl said, the other guy laughing faintly, but moving to pull plastic cuffs around the guy's wrists. They looked flimsy, but those sorts were used to close sacks and alike, and they held against quite a weight and pressure. Thing was, they could cut the bloodflow to the hands if worn too long like that. It didn't seem they were too concerned.<br/><br/>"I'll go call the police. And an ambulance." The girl from the pair turned to regard the sobbing geek with a broken jaw, with Aimee rushing in and hugging Reon, staring at the scene.<br/><br/>Cameras flashed. People taking pictures of the scene, and all those involved. A few had had cameras up the moment Reon made her statement out loud.