What if this homeless guy was right?

Recently, I was walking down Market street in San Francisco minding my own business, when this homeless guy jumped out in front of me. He informed me that he was Jesus, and this was the second coming. He then said that he has chosen me to be one of his apostles, and asked me if I believed. I said nothing, sidestepped quickly, and continued walking to my destination. What if he wasn't just a loon?