"I would pay $44 for this, but my wallet is in my wife's purse. Can we shake on the deal, then I'll find her so I can pay you?"
Elon and the knitter shake hands. As soon as she turns away, he drops the scarf to the ground, unzips his pants, starts urinating onto the scarf and shouting.
"You failed to disclose that this scarf is now soaked in pee, so I lower my offer to $20. HEY, patrons in this booth! Beware, these garments may contain urine! Okay, I changed my mind. I don't want to buy it anymore."
An hour later, police arrive to find Elon getting ice cream with his kid or whatever. "Mr. Musk, can you step over here with us?"
"Look, is this about the scarf? I said I would pay $44, and hey! I found my wife, got my wallet out of her purse. That's all this was about. Now, will $44 please make you go away?"