Back in college, we had Hunter Thompson do a performance. I was on the committee that sponsored the event (it was my idea) so I was working the event. At some point, I saw the curtain jiggling, looked up, and saw a hippy up on top of the curtain rigging. He clearly did not belong there (snuck in the day before it turns out) and saw me see him. So he slides down the curtain onto the stage, walks over and gives Thompson a half a grapefruit. I had to go up on stage and lead the guy off. Led him to the back door and let him out. Told him to I would leave quickly if I were him. Came back inside and our advisor is screaming her head off "don't just stand there! Go get him". So I went outside the door and the hippy is still there of course. All I said was "Run". And he did. I lit a cigarette and watched him amble off. Thirty seconds later four metro cops burst through the door in hot pursuit.
So I kinda refused. Gave him a head start anyway. Thought it might be a good read.