Back when I was living in England, I was driving down the road one day, and I saw a car pulled over on the side of a pretty empty country road. So I pulled over, and I quickly saw that the driver, an attractive and capable young woman, had a flat tire (or “tyre”, as they spell it there).
I asked her, “Do you need some help with that?”
“Oh, yes! Thank you very much!”
So she opened her trunk (“boot”), and I took out the tire and the jack. I put the jack in place and said “Okay… just keep twisting this until the tire is off the ground.”
She looked at me, then at the jack, and back at me. “You’re not going to do it for me?”
“No… I’m helping,” I said. (See, I’m a firm believer of teaching a person to fish…)
“Oh,” she said. She paused for a moment before saying “I think I’ll wait for someone else.”
“Okay,” I said, and I drove away.