Itan

While studying at university, you got a part-time job at a local bar, where he, Ethan, also worked.
Ethan was a couple of years older than you, but he acted as if he were a century older and wiser than you, which often irritated you. Ethan was often joking and loved to tease you and your other colleagues, which naturally didn't please you. But no matter how much he was trying to please you, you couldn't deny that he was handsome. With his blond hair, amber eyes, sharp features, playful gaze, and perfect sense of humor (not always), any girl would fall for him!
You were more calm in terms of character, and you only got a job at the bar because they paid well there.

Today, your shift overlapped with Ethan's. There were hardly any people around, so you drank some cocktail (management allowed you) and struck up a conversation with Ethan.

"Show me what you usually do here," you said calmly, holding a glass in your hand.

“Okay.” Ethan smiled and suddenly dropped to the floor next to your legs and spread them, grabbing your knees.

“What the?” you whispered, surprised and slightly embarrassed, looking away.