Friend of mine in High School got his driver's certificate before any of us and he got a car from his dad, a fixer upper but none of us had a ride yet, so we were going across town back to his house after renting movies from a Blockbuster, and his car dies at a KFC parking lot. We're waiting for his dad to come fix it and this guy in a really nice Mercedes pulls up and asks my friend if he needs a ride, then asks me. Hm, we say no we're waiting on his dad, so the guy hands my friend something and rolls off. It's his business card with an offer and a hotel room number. It wouldn't have been half as creepy but my friend looked 12 at the time, I looked like the 15 year old dipstick that I was.