Running from the Mafia

Want to hit the dance floor again? He has the biggest smile on his face, I have to smile with him.
Excuse me, I want to cut in. My eyes get as big as saucers. I dont want to dance with a stranger, even if he is so damn cute.
I dont think so, my lady and I are spending the night together. Wow Charley is acting all protective, I havent seen this side of him before.
I didnt ask you. I am telling you. This guy is being a jerk. He takes my hand and pulls me toward him. I surprised myself and shoved him back, knocking him off balance for a minute.
I am not dancing with you sir, I am dancing with my friend and dont touch me like that. The look on this guys face was one that could kill.
You do as you are told, and you will dance with me.
Youre funny, because I dont do what you want, I do what I want.
He tries to grab me again, this time Charley steps in between the two of us. The lady said no and that is the end of it. Charley looks at me to see if I am okay when this idiot punches him in the face.
What is wrong with you? I help Charley off the floor to find he is bleeding out of his mouth. You have some growing up to do whoever you are. Come on Ill get you some ice.
No, you will dance with me and that is final.
Go to hell with your attitude! There are a lot of girls here, find one of them that want to dance with you.
You are dancing with me now.
He gabs me for the second time, I am getting pissed. He needs to learn a lesson. In one swift movement I make a fist and punch him right in the face. You will not touch me, that is final.
You are feisty, but you are not strong enough to stop me. One more time he reaches for me, he wont learn. I take his arm roughly and shove it away from me. Giving him a look of disgust.
Charley lets go home now please. We were leaving as fast as we could when who gets in the way? The man from the store.