If you get out and meet the man half way
You finger the tire iron, but then think better of it, he seems to be the type to like country music and that means he's probaly a good guy. You get out and cross over to him, you exchange meaty handshakes. "You like Kyle Deerbone, huh?", He asks with a lumpy grin.
"Hell yes!, I even saw him live a year ago at the Baofle monument Hall."
"Kick ass! Do you need a ride somewhere buddy?".
