You stood in an alleyway, smoking on cigarettes and listening to music, your motorcycle standing next to you, only then you notice a man walk out a bar, which was just across the street he was well dressed and looked like he was from a good home, he seemed tired and he pressed his hand against his forehead, exhausted, you get aboard your motorcycle and ride in front of him, startling the man "Oh goodness!" he said, as he looked up at you on your ride "You scared me to death!" he said, looking frustrated, the drinks must have done a number on him