"Pssssst, babe!"
"Girl, is all that yours?"
"If you got tired carrying that around, let us hold some of it for you!"
As soon as our crew got within a five-pace distance, the barrage began; thankfully, the flying spit wasn't reaching us yet. It looked like the provocations from the group hanging out together on the corner like hyenas were going to continue, but unexpectedly, Toraman stepped in.
"Gentlemen, please compose yourselves and apologize to the ladies immediately!"
The mob, whose whole aim was to harass the women and pick a fight with the men beside them, was taken aback by this reaction, but this wouldn't last long.
"Wow, look who it is, Zeki Müren has graced our neighborhood!"
"Boy, this is the hood, what gated community's backyard did you escape from?"
Even though a reaction outside their natural life cycle surprised them, it didn't take them long to reset to factory settings, while Toraman was insistent on his stance.
