You watch her work the crowd as she slinks across stage removing clothing; she’s got the entire room in an uproar. Strangely she doesn’t even need to get off stage to do this; she’s completely teasing their cocks with minimal effort on her part. They’re tossing money at her and shoving it in her G-string like she was a vending machine. Shit you didn’t realize until THIS moment that you are one lucky sonofabitch. You’re the envy of every guy in here. You come to the sudden conclusion that you should start appreciating her more. Of course this enlightened new outlook is now accompanied by an over protective streak that just kicked into overdrive. You see all these guys shouting shit at her and grabbing at her and you begin to get angry…

You immediately break a chair across one guy’s back and break a bottle over another one’s head before anyone can react to what’s going on. What ultimately results is a bar room brawl in which the sheriff and company have to come in and break up and close the place down for a cooling off period. Tina bails you out of jail, but isn’t very happy with you.

“What the hell was that all about?! I’m fuckin’ stripper, you can’t be kicking everyone’s ass just because you’re overly jealous bastard! You’ve gotten fired by the way, which is just as well since I’d be out of a job, if you’d continue to work there! You got anything to say for making me lose work and nearly getting me fired as well?”
“Um…I liked your act. I never realized how lucky I am you chose to be with me. I’m sorry for the trouble I caused darlin” You reply, not knowing what else to say.
Tina’s frown slowly turns into a semi-smile.
“Oh Mel.”

Tina forgives you in a more physical way when you get home.

Yep, she’s a good un’.