“A what?”
“Never mind. I'll explain later. We have to get him outside.”
Robin pushes her way through an increasingly agitated crowd. People shout at her as she shoves past, heading straight for the man.
Around him people are starting to get angry, fists being clenched. Robin pushes through them all, planting her self right in his path. He lurches towards her, grabbing her shoulders, pulling her face close to his.
“DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?”
“Yes,” she smiles. “I do.”
He stops at that, as if rudely slapped in the face.
“Come on,” she says, taking his hand. “Let's get you outside.”
