Yes

Taylor had been walking for about ten minutes when she saw a car come up the dusty road, being driven by a young man who she thinks looks a little questionable.

"Oh hell, I'll just go ahead and ask him for a ride," she says to herself, "he's probably harmless."

"What seems to be the problem?" he asks her as he stops the car and rolls his window down, recognizing the star but not giving it away just yet in hopes he can get her inside his car first, then maybe he would be able to get inside her later.

"My tour bus broke down in the middle of nowhere, and I need a ride," she tells him, smiling her flirtiest smile at him, "there's no need to introduce myself, is there? Surely you know who I am?"

"Yeah I know who you are...Taylor," he tells her, "and I'd be happy to give a ride baby. Get in."