LOL ! I’ll like to relate a story (for fully understanding it, I recommend reading Mario Soldati’s Racconti del Maresciallo )
I was getting the usual cup of coffee with a friend of mine (one must admit, an handsome one in his late 40s..) when a clueless girl, around 12, started flirting with my friend. He quickly winked, and I “disappear in the background”, watching the proceedings.
Said clueless girl continues its flirting until, long story short, my friend reveals his true colours, that is, black with red and silver trimming, with three silver bars, which in Italy command more respect than a general officier. that is, a Maresciallo (senior NCO) of the Carabinieri ! Her flight was the fastest I have witnessed. No need of chase, the lesson teached was much more than needed, case of the underage sexual predatrix closed and solved, with a simple law enforcement, without involving courts: she caused no more annoyance, well, until a lustrum or so after, of course. but then was no more concern for the Italian laws…
(for putting in context: In Italy, the social prestige of the Carabinieri command an absolute respect, unconceivable in countries where law enforcement people are seen as low lifes)
Best regards from Italy,
dott. Piergiorgio.