SCENE ONE
You're running late, six bags of shopping, a screaming kid - the sweat dripping off your face (which you can't wipe) as you hurry down street hoping to catch the 11.07 bus and not be stranded for another hour.
At that moment a magic man steps in front of you and says:
"Would you like a free lift home?"
What are you going to say?
You want to say yes, but it feels too fantastic, too generous. Why ever would some offer me that? They must want something else…
"Why would you do that?"