When I was 17 some friends and I rented a cheap motel for the night and threw a party. We ran out of beer and I asked a girl in the parking lot if she'd buy us beer (offered her $10).
On the way there she offered to give me a BJ for $20. Without hesitation I turned her down. I wasn't interested in paying $20 for herpes from a truck stop hooker, however benevolent and economical that offer may have been.
She said her name was "Freebird". In my drunken state, I forgot her name when I got back to the motel and mistakenly called her "Songbird" when recounting the details of my trip to the 7Eleven. To no avail, a buddy of mine spent the next 30 minutes yelling Songbird in the parking lot, looking for that discounted service she'd offered me previously. She was no doubt already indisposed. After all, offering up $20 BJ's at a truck stop will garner some attention, from someone.