He gives the man a polite smile and nod and follows behind them at a respectful distance.
He can't even enjoy the view this gives him, she was so unlike herself and seeing her having to pretend to be a ditzy blonde socialite that he hated even in his normal ID just...irked him so much. Not to mention it was impossible to enjoy the view because of that pervy old man.
His mind wanders as he imagines walking up to them, pushing them apart, snapping the pervert's wrist and whisking her away. It's only when they get to the table for lunch does he snap out of it.
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