The Big 'un!
"Plus, I'm not sure what episode of the Twilight Zone I'm in, but my in-brain narrator has already referred to metres and a loo and I'm not even British!" you say, figuring too much info is better than nothing, and this mobster type might even leave you alone if you appear to be crazy.
The man gives you a puzzled look and then says, "Whatever, kid. You might just be the kind of wacko I'm lookin' for. Here's my card. If you change your mind, I'll be at the club 25." He tips his derby hat (that you hadn't previously noticed) and the limo roars off. You can't help thinking the man looked a lot like Peter Boyle.
With the police (no doubt) not far behind you, you must decide what to do:
The man gives you a puzzled look and then says, "Whatever, kid. You might just be the kind of wacko I'm lookin' for. Here's my card. If you change your mind, I'll be at the club 25." He tips his derby hat (that you hadn't previously noticed) and the limo roars off. You can't help thinking the man looked a lot like Peter Boyle.
With the police (no doubt) not far behind you, you must decide what to do: