Uncomfortable feelings!

I leer at our host at the hookah bar we so often frequent because he looks asianesque, but definitely speaks several languages that are not of the east asian sort.  Furthermore, I unwittingly extract uncomfortable looks from him even when trying to not so that I can still return to the place and get some freebies here and there.  He might be playing with my hormones but that's okay because he's pretty and I accept my role as a leacher as long as I can admire from afar.  And touch inappropriately on occassion.