Two young women are chatting at the bar. Two young men are a few seats over. The two women are absorbed in each other. One of the men can’t stop peering over. He tries to inject himself into their conversation from four seats away. He fails.
The men pay. The peering one gets up, marches over to the women and thrusts his phone at one of them. He orders,
“Put your number in my phone.”
“That’s a terrible way to ask someone out.”