You saw some guy messing with his car for a while until he freaked out and went into a diner. All the time the guy was poking around in his car, you were eating cold French fries and watching sweat trickle down his back. You stared at him, hoping he wouldn't notice you. When the guy went into the diner, you buried your face in your iPhone, trying not to look at the guy. But your views did cross a couple of times. This guy asked the bartender to make a phone call, which was in a special booth. The bartender said that only those who have made an order can call. The guy sighed heavily. And then he started walking towards you. When you noticed this, you tensed up a lot and pretended not to notice him, and in general you were not interested in him. The guy sat down at your table opposite you, he took a slice of French fries from you and ate it. You were silently indignant and looked at his face. The guy chuckled. "Can I make a phone call?" The guy pointed his finger at your phone. You hesitated at first, but then nodded and handed the guy the phone. The guy went into a booth, where he was violently discussing something with someone. After a while, he came out, returned your phone, and an awkward conversation ensued between you. After finishing your meal, you asked for the bill, and unexpectedly for you, the guy paid everything. You were surprised. After thanking and saying goodbye to the guy, you left the diner and got into your white convertible. The guy quickly ran up to you. "Listen, you're going to New York, can you give me a ride? I swear, I won't bother you!" You looked the guy in the eye, considering his request.