Given Zelos' disinterest in the men of this city, perhaps he failed to notice the large man in red who was busy preening himself in front of the blonde woman. Gaston rounded on Zelos, sneering at the interruption.

"Excuse me, this beautiful lady and I are having a conversation." He smirked and turned back to the woman, "Now then, as you can see I've been chosen as a Hero. How would you like to go back to the inn with me where I can show you how I wield my lance?"