Context: The party is crashing at a tavern for the night and a few of the members have already left to their rooms or are currently at the bar getting hammered.
DM: Kriss, what are you doing?
Cleric (Kriss): Well, I’m going to rejoin the group, sitting a bit away from them and ask the bartender for a pint.
DM: As the bartender starts preparing it, an unknown stranger slides up to the bar and takes the seat beside you.
Rogue (Charlie): Hey there, cutie.
Cleric: Um… *switches to OOC* I check motive
*rolls a 5*
DM: The rogue seems friendly enough.
*some time passes and the two have been talking away*
Rogue: Say… It’s getting late. Why don’t we continue this conversation somewhere… with fewer ears?
Cleric: *OOC* I check motive again.
*rolls a nat 1*
Everyone in the party starts dying.
DM: Ah yes. He seems to have absolutely no malintent! He seems to be hiding absolutely nothing and he clearly just wants to chat. There is absolutely no way he is pinning to sleep with you. At all. What so ever.