You spot this huge burly man standing in front of a distinct club's door. The club is a large building with neon signs all over it. He eyes you up and down and then asks what you want. You can smell a hint of his musk, it seems he's a bit pent up but has a serious face about it. Clearly putting his job in front of his own needs. Maybe you could persuade him into following you somewhere, perhaps you could help him out.