"Excuse me? I really like your shoes."

A tall, pale man with green eyes and a tight suit on stopped you on your path down the streets of L.A, extending a flier into your hand and practically forcing you to take it. An overly friendly smile split across his face, no light in his eyes, and he continued to speak as a couple other similarly dressed folks subtly formed a loose circle around you.

"Would you like to take a free personality quiz?"