"No name, sorry, sah," the figure said, shaking his head "he was a lot more...propa' than most folks you'd seen round Reno. Not too shouty either. You'd know not to fuck with 'im just by bein' near him." 

Once again, the man took a puff from his cigarette. 

"The mission was secret-like, so the Donna only entrusted it to one person. If you find 'im, see what's been keepin' him so long, and tell him that the Donna's runnin' outta patience."