Ben stepped forward and caught Raphael's shoulders from behind, and walked the cursing man down the aisle towards the exit. Gabriella followed, and the restaurant manager met them at the door.

"What is the commotion about? We don't allow fighting in our establishment," the manager said tersely.

"This patron decided to aim a slap at my date," Ben said. "I'm just escorting him outside to cool off, not to fight him."

The man went still in his grip. He looked over his shoulder at Ben. "Who are you?" he asked

"I'm Ben. Are you going to be civil if I let you go? Because if not, you're in for a...