Bearded Man: You got the time?
[Alex doesn't answer and so the Bearded Man leans in menacingly closer to repeat his question]
Bearded Man: You got the time?
Alex: It's 1:05.
Bearded Man: What's your name?
Alex: Kelly.
Bearded Man: Your nametag says Alex.
[Takes hold of her wrist]
Bearded Man: You got a nice smile, Alex.
Alex: Let go of me.
Bearded Man: I just want to talk. What's the problem?
[Alex turns to the man and tries to pull her wrist away from his grip but he refuses to let go and grabs her neck with his other hand. Alex grabs the keys she dropped with her free hand and sticks one of them in his eye socket, causing blood to splurt on the wall.]
Bearded Man: Oh! Fuck! Fuck!
Alex: You're the fucking problem.
[Alex seemingly walks away in triumph but it is then revealed that her successful defense only happened in her head as she is still sitting on the bench next to the Bearded Man and he is still holding her wrist.]
Alex: No.
[She gets off the bench and walks closer to the curb, waiting for her ride. The Bearded Man soon gets off the bench as well and approaches Alex again but notices the approaching vehicle and sits back down on the bench. Alex gets into the backseat and the car drives off.]
Uber Driver: [Looking at Alex in the backseat with his rearview mirror] Can't be a bad night if I get to pick up a pretty girl like you.
[Alex clutches her keys, preparing to defend herself as she imagined doing just a moment earlier.]
