He was extremely apologetic as he informed me that because I didn't have any blank pages in my passport, there was no way he could attach the Indonesian visa, and that he would have to deport me back to my last port of entry, which was Dubai. It was midnight. I began to sweat profusely. I said that there must be something he could do. He made a big show of flipping through the passport page by page while intermittently shaking his head. "I'm sorry, sir, but you're asking me to break the law. I cannot do this. I have rules that I have to follow." This went on for an hour. He said, "What would you do if you were me?" I resisted being sarcastic and said "I would find a page to put the visa on." He then told me that years ago he had been in Chicago to visit his brother, who was working there at the time. He said the customs agents there had harassed him unmercifully, and made it very difficult for him to get into the country. I said, "I believe you may have learned the wrong lesson from that situation." He laughed, and then he went back to looking at my passport and shaking his head. Eventually he again told me that he was very sorry, but he didn't see any other way to avoid deporting me back to Dubai. In situations such as these, I sometimes resort to simply remaining silent and staring, which is what I did at that point. I just stared at him. After awhile he said "Okay, I'll tell you what I'm going to do. I'm going to help you out, but three things: 1) You can never tell anyone about it; 2) Have more pages put in your passport; and 3) You must pay for this." I can't believe I didn't realize it until that point, but the guy's intent this whole time had been to extort me. Resignedly, I said "How much?"