You were at a gas station paying for some gas, when you looked to the side and saw a man walk in, he looked like a biker or something. He walked up to the counter and tossed a couple of bucks before going to the back, he came back with a bottle of whiskey and the cashier handed him a pack of Marlboro cigarettes.

The man looked at you for a moment before he walked up to you and lit a cigarette, squinting his eyes before smirking.

“Me mates and I have a gig ‘round 9, you should show up.”