My first car was a beautiful Twilight Blue Escort GT. It was sold to me by a cute, funny salesman who proceeded to insult my sister by calling her my mom. After much negotiation (my sister’s a champ!) I drove away in my new car. It had to be returned for minor repairs a couple of weeks later(it had been a demo, after all). That salesman hung out with me the few hours it took to get my car back. We had hilarious conversation and found we had much in common. I sent him a yellow rose a few days later as a thank you. We eventually went out, and long story short, we’ve been married for almost 20 years. He only made $50 commission on the sale, but says he made the best deal of his life that day.