I have a funny story about the girl guides.
A buddy of mine is driving home in his bright red 2nd gen RX7, probably doing double the speed limit as usual, when he spots a couple mothers walking on the sidewalk - and a block ahead of them there are a couple girls with cookie boxes.
He hammers the brakes, slides to a stop sideways next to the girls, and hops out. A block away, the mothers start running for their daughters. He looks at the girls and asks - "Are those Girl Guide cookies?" They nod, he pulls out his wallet and says "How many boxes can I get for $20?" They take his money, give him his 5 boxes, he hops back in the car.
By now the mothers are only a hundred feet or so away, so he revs the car up, dumps the clutch and leaves in a smokeshow.
Poor mothers are likely still traumatized.