A girl from work was stressed out that her ride couldn't pick her up, so she asked if I'd drive her home because it was raining heavily and she didn't want to walk home.
I agreed. Well once in the car, we got to talking, mainly about everyday things, what we liked doing, eating, then about work for a bit. With the conversation flowing, we got to her house fairly quick. She thanked me, went to get out of the car, stopped for a moment, looked at me and whispered, "How the hell did you know where I lived?"