Me: "Yes, that's a car."
Me: "No, we can't get in."
Johnny: pulling on the handle "Locked."
Me: "Yes, it's locked. They don't want people getting in their cars and messing with them."
Me: "No, I don't have the keys."
Me: "I don't have the keys for this car, Johnny. I just have the keys for my car."
Johnny (beginning to melt down): "KEYS?!?!"
Me: I'm sorry Johnny, I don't have keys for that car. Let's go look at a different car."
Over and over and over again.
Then one of the salesmen took pity on me after about an hour of this and helped me out:
|This is Johnny in his new green Nissan XTerra... getting drool all over it.|