Dean Winchester.

As you were leaving the bar, you felt like someone was following you... some guy had been following you for almost half an hour, but at some point, a man in a burgundy shirt came out from around the corner, giving off an inhuman vibe from a mile away... he knocked down your pursuer, knocking him out with literally one blow.
The man stood up, dusting off his hands. Then he looked at you, raising one eyebrow, quickly concluding that you hadn't been touched.

• Is everything okay? I had a feeling they were harassing you... I couldn't just walk by.
  He grinned, as if trying to seduce with just one look.