Allow me to share a nice DnD anecdote, apropos of nothing:
I DMed for a dwarf fighter, a human wizard and a halfling rogue. They are in the city. The dwarf, utterly fed up with the rogue's shenanigans and the wizard's incompetence, sits at the bar and orders a tall flagon of ale, refusing to follow the rogue into the red light district to do "research" on a merchant who owes the mayor a tidy sum of cash.
The wizard finds the merchant in a grimy back alley, about to do the dirty with a lady of the night. The rogue steps in before the wizard approaches, because
Followed immediately by a loud
The merchant, who had been taking a considerable amount of a local specialty known as "zerkweed" (read: meth), charges the pair half naked as his prostitute pulls a bootknife. The commotion also draws the attention of some other shady characters.
The next 20 rounds consisted of a lot of failed rolls and the wizard almost dying in the scuffle.
Because it's only proper to keep everyone involved, I'd ask the dwarf player after just about every round
--You consider your acquaintances who ought to be back at this point - what do you do?--
--Someone opens the door to the tavern and you catch a glimpse of half a dozen guards running towards the red light district outside--
--A commoner sits down at the bar and mentions a great brawl taking place, involving a loudmouthed rogue who has proclaimed himself 'the whoreslayer' --