Because she’s a big movie star who’s obviously better than everyone else (except maybe other big movie stars – and then only a good ol’ fashioned coke snorting contest could measure that), I’m going to automatically assume that Keira Knightley really doesn’t know these fine gentlemen behind her.

In fact, judging by the way she’s holding onto her purse and checking her pocket to make sure that her dime bag’s still there, I’d say she’s about two seconds away from breaking into a sprint and yelling “Rape!” or “Inappropriate Fondling Imminent!” or whatever the hell these snooty English broads like to scream.

Editor’s Note: Check out the guy who’s been playing with chalk all day. He looks like one of those public masturbators I’m always reading about in TIME. Apparently, they walk around with their hands in their pockets all day except that their pants have NO POCKETS and they’re not wearing any underwear either. It’s really quite ingenious when you think about it - much better than wearing those long tan trench coats and having people mistake for some pervert flasher.