This is what happened to me when we were freshly married.
Mr. Gattino at this time worked in the Hilton room service from 11 pm till 6 am. Therefore I used to drive him to work because we only had one car and it was late ! One evening I had washed my hair, put on curlers and was dressed in a nightgown and bathrobe. Outfitted like that I drove him to work.
On the way back my car suddenly started to stammer, went on strike and stopped. I was sitting there in the middle of the night on the most elegant street of Brussels and wondered what to do.
First I got out. With my curlers on my head and my bathrobe I really had a very sexy look ! At least there were no risk that somebody could take me for some other girls walking around and looking for rich clients.
While I was thinking what to do now, a car stopped and 4 guys got out and asked me what happened. With my brightest, most beautiful smile I told them my car were dead. One of them looked at it and started laughing. I had ran out of gaz. As simple as that.
Of course I had no money and nothing with me. One guy suggested to pick up some gaz at the nearest station, while the others stayed with me and we were all laughing when I explained my situation. When the helpful boy came back and had filled in my tank, I invited all of them to our home for a drink. I took my car and they followed me and the end of the story was, that we spent a very funny evening together !
This has happened in the beginning of the 70th and I think nowadays nobody would stop for a girl in a bathrobe decorated with curlers. They all would believe that she is a dangerous nutcase escaped from a madhouse or a disguised terrorist as this is very in fashion today !