Johnny Depp was out driving in the desert of Arizona, USA one fine day. Really enjoying himself in his new fast car. Frankly passing all speed limits ever imposed on driving man ...
Then suddenly the car coughed a couple of times and the engine went to a standstill.
Johnny´s heart went up into his throat but he also remembered a couple of tricks some very nice stuntmen had shown him once in a while and managed to keep the car on all four wheels until it stood quite still.
After having got his breath back he tried to get the car started again. But being the self proclaimed worst mechanic in the world our man had no luck in that department.
Having tried that for a while - in vain - Johnny looked around him and decided to go across the desert instead of following the road waiting for the unlikely chance of hitching a ride since he seemed to remember there being a town over there.
And a town would mean help for both him and his car. So off our hero went - on foot - across the searing hot expanse of sand and rocks.
He had a bottle of coke with him at the beginning. But the sweet stuff only made him feel more thirsty and very soon came to an end.
"What use is it to be a movie star now?" Johnny thought with a ironic grin directed at his own expense a while later when he staggered down one slope of a ravine made by some long ago evaporated water and then up another.
But on the top of that slope he stopped surprised. If that was not a mirage there was a small shop ahead. So with renewed hope he managed to pick up speed a bit and after half an hours elaborate walking pushed open the door and stood in front of a small fat man.
"Please" Johnny gasped "Could you sell me something to drink? Beer - coke - anything ... Even water would do nicely, thank you"
Then he realised he probably looked his usual slightly scruffy self and rummaged around in his jean´s pockets and finally came up with some crumble bills and old coins. And victorious smiling with parched lips said "Look! I have money - ten - twenty - fifty dollars"
The man smiled politely but then said firmly "I´m sorry, sir. But this shop sell only ties. We are not allowed to sell drinks"
"B-but ..." Johnny stammered not understanding - and frankly not believing his own ears either - "What use would I have of a tie when I am dying of thirst?"
"No. Quite ... Well, in that case I suggest you go about one mile up the road due west. That way, sir ... There is a large new holiday resort where you can get all the drinks you want, sir" the man said sounding disappointed. Then he tried again "Are you sure I couldn´t tempt you with a nice tie. We got one with champagne glasses and bottles on"
Johnny left without answering. He was too tired and thirsty to be polite.
And he had also noticed that the cheapest ties - those for sale - was 52 dollars a piece. And though he was pretty sure he had some more loose change in his back pocket he wasn´t going to use all his money on something as useless at the moment as a tie.
He didn´t like the damn things much in the best of circumstances and what good would it do him now in the middle of the desert !! ? !!
Swearing a bit at the man in the store and even more at his own stupidity  deciding to cross the desert on foot like this Johnny managed to walk the last mile on foot - or rather on rage - and arrived at the indeed very grand looking resort when the sun was going down.
He had some difficulty finding a waiter who had time to stop and take his order but finally a nice looking young chap stopped and said with a delighted grin "Why, Joh - I´m so sorry! I of course mean; welcome, Mr. Depp! What can I do for you?"
"Something to drink would do wonders" Johnny smiled.

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