You were on the way to Chicago. You were going on a vacation get-away from, well... Everything.

On this trip, you were seated next to a rather important-looking man. Suit, a briefcase, and a stoic face. You noticed he glanced at you from time to time, and it was only an hour in the long ride before he spoke.

"We're gonna be here for a while, so I was wondering.. What's your name?" He asked, a smirk tugging at his lips.