I''ll honk the horn for you.

This one comes from Dear Abby,

There is a small town in Connecticut where some of the streets are so narrow that if a car should stall, the car behind it would be unable to pass. Well, Aunt Isabell's car stalled one day. While trying to restart the engine, the driver behind her began blowing his horn repeatedly. Aunt Isabell set the parking brake, got out of her car and walked over to the driver's window. When he rolled it down, she smiled warmly and said, "I can't get my car started. Would you be kind enough to start it for me? And I'll stay here and blow your horn for you.."