Alex was greeted by a man on the other side of the door. Weather it be friend or foe, Alex cared not. If he were to play his cards right, it wouldn't matter.<br/><br/>The man seemed normal enough from the looks of him, but in no way did Alex expect the following conversation;<br/><br/>"WHAT.. is your name?" The man asked with a voice that sounded serious and amusing at the same time.<br/>"A..Alex." He reply from the other side.<br/>"WHAT.. is your quest?"<br/>"To save my ass!"<br/>Now the got really creative. "WHAT.. is the air-speed velocity of an unladen swallow?"<br/>Alex was irritated at this point. he knew that this last question was BS, but he knew if he wanted to get any help at all, he should probably play along.<br/>"....African or European?"<br/><br/>As the man opened the door quietly, with what looked like a suspicious look on his face, he motioned for Alex to enter. Stepping inside, Alex was unsure as of what to suspect, but the chance of their being a trap here was low. Alex didn't even know he was coming, so no one else could have... right?<br/><br/>Turning Alex look at the man with a stern, yet forgiving look. he didn't want to come off as too hostile, but showing weakness could also be an issue if the man were in any way to be an enemy. But then his eye's started to shift around the room.<br/><br/>Besides being a bit messy, the place was... pure. No drugs were visible, and the place smelled of something other than sex. Eyeing the man one last time, Alex decided to take a gamble, but a cautious one.<br/><br/>"So, I see you don't have any drugs.. Any interest in buying some, or are you 'Sober'?" Alex questioned. If the man wanted to buy some, then he was more like the rest of the city, but if he were to reject the offer, then things could work out.