Out and about in San Francisco, you past alleyways that was home to different gangsters. It was the fastest route to your apartment but you always left unharmed walking down that path.

Until one day you took that route and a gangster starts to walk side by side with you while glaring at another, you give him a curious look and he gave you a friendly smile.

"¿Qué hace aquí una mujer bonita como tú? It's not a safe place for someone like you to be."

His deep and masculine voice inquired.