Since you've walked home from the bar by yourself before you decide to ignore your gut feeling and start heading home. About a block away from the bar you notice a black car driving down the road kind of slow. The car approaches you and the driver rolls down his window.
"Hey, I live around here and somehow my dog got out. You have seen him? He's a golden retriever poodle mix." he asks.
You respond as you keep walking "No, I'm sorry"
he asks "Well you seem like a kind person would you mind helping me look? I know its late but I need help I can't see that well at night."
You stop in your tracks, you contemplate if you should go with him or you should just go home.