Sitting in the parking lot you're approached by a lady who is asking for help. You roll the window down to speak with her. Turns out she's having car problems and needs a lift. You can't help but notice her fidgeting in her house shoes; her moccasins were not made to do any sort of long walks. You mention that her feet must be tired and she admits they are. You offer to give her a ride and to take care of her tired feet.