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[They stop at a diner about 200 miles into the trip. When Tony goes off to "make a phone call," a man from the booth beside them swoops in on Lottie. Just as he starts to get really inappropriate, her traveling partner intervenes...]
Tony: Are you bothering this woman?
Creep: [turns around] W-what?
Tony: I said are you BOTHERING this woman? [He's doing something with his posture to maximize his size. Shoulders squared, back straight, forearms tense. He's got nine inches and ninety pounds on this creep and he's milking it for all it's worth.]
Tony: You sure?
Creep: No-- I mean--
Tony: 'Cause, y'know. [nods back to the phone booth] From where I was standin'. Kinda looked like it. [Shifts so that he seems closer, invading the man's personal space]
Creep: You got me figured all wrong, pal. [visibly intimidated] I didn't do nothin' to you. [takes a step back] Or the lady!
Tony: Ohh, is that so?
Lottie: [annoyed] Tony...
Tony: [looks to her for an instant, then back at the creep] Go on. [folds his arms] Get outta here. [gives him a look like, "before I get angry."]
[The waitress comes with their food and the man makes an awkward exit.]
Lottie: [picks up her fork after an uncomfortable pause] I can take care of myself.
Tony: Don't sweat it. Guys like him... [takes a bite and talks with his mouth full] ... they ain't never gonna take no from somebody smaller.
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