As Venti and Otis were driving to lunch, they noticed a car on the side of the road, its trunk open with hazard lights flashing. An elderly woman stood beside the vehicle, frustrated at a flat tire located on the front part of the driver's side.

"Think we should help?" Venti asked.

"You need to even ask?"

"Answering a question with a question is rude, but I forgot about you and your Southern Hospitality."

"Don't let it happen again," the otter said with a grin as he eased the car onto the side of the road, then poked his head out the open window. "Need some help, ma'am?"

The elderly woman, a grey fox to match the silver color scheme of her car, brightened at the question. "I would greatly appreciate it, young man." At Otis and Venti got out, her eyes widened a bit. "Oh my, you two are the biggest Good Samaritans I've ever met."

Venti peeked into the trunk, seeing the spare tire along with the lugwrench, but something was missing. "You don't have a jack?"

The fox shook her head. "I'm embarrassed to admit I thought I did."

Venti and Otis shared a look, both thinking the same thing. "Stuff like that happens," Venti said to the elderly fox, smiling warmly.

"You want I should change the tire?" Otis asked Venti.

"Nah, you could use the exercise."

The elderly fox's face clouded with confusion as Otis approached the front of the car. "Don't worry, ma'am," Venti said as he took the lugwrench in one hand and the spare in the other. It took him only a few seconds to loosen each lugnut on the flat, then he turned to the otter. "You ready, Otis?"

Otis crouched, his hands under the car. "Yup."

"Lift." As Otis stood up, he lifted up the front of the car, then held it as Venti quickly removed the lugnuts, took off the flat, then replaced it with the spare. After the spare was in place he stood up. "And we're done!"

After seeing the elderly fox off, Venti looked at Otis. "We did a nice deed."

"Yup."

"Next time I wanna lift the car."

"You showoff."

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