A man who looks out of place

With hope in your heart you turn the corner away from the dingy street to find.... more dingy street.

"Figures," you sigh as your hopes are dashed, but nonetheless walk forward, looking around for something interesting or profitable.

It's as you pass some sort of larger structure with signs on the front that you are distracted by a man He stands beside a van and a truck, glaring from one to another as he mutters to himself.

Niormally you'd be wary of such a sign of instability, but he looks so much better dressed than you'd have expected from someone in this neighborhood and your curiousity gets the best of you.

Sidling toward him you tug nervously at your top, inadvertantly pulling it awry and making your thick nipples blatantly visible.

"Hi," is your brilliant opening gambit, and you hurry to add, "Are you looking for, uh..." you flounder.

"A date?" he says with an eyebrow raised. It never occurs to you to question why he'd think such a thing, or what he means by it.

"Well..." you smile, willing yourself to think of something witty, wondering if this might be a source of cash. Someone you could help for money, or maybe he's rich and has some task you could do quickly for him...