“I'm sorry,” says Peter to the man in his late thirties, but you have to show a good deed, otherwise I unfortunately can't let you in here.

After thinking for a moment, the man says: “I saw a group of rockers trying to take an old lady’s shopping bag.
I went there, knocked over the leader's motorcycle, spit in his face and insulted his bride…” “And when was that?”
“About three minutes ago.”