Vigilante Justice is Alive in Brooklyn

So, last night I went to a friend's birthday party in south Williamsburg. I left at around 2:30 AM, fairly trashed, and low and behold two desperate youths approached me at the intersection of Keap and Hope, demanding "the money". Unfortunately for them, drunk people are difficult to mug and "the money" consisted of 3 crumpled, sweaty dollars. As I handed them the money, the blinding halogen headlights of a black SUV suddenly turned on, and the driver started the engine and peeled out toward us. The blood-thirsty babes quickly handed the money back, and ran off. Thinking nothing of it and being drunk, I continued on my way toward the subway, when the SUV pulled up beside me. The driver rolled down the window.
"Those guys were robbing you, right?"
"Yeah, they tried to. Thanks."
"No problem. Have a good night."
In my mind the guy also calls me "Citizen". Thank you so much Brooklyn vigilante!