I work in a small brewery. Students come to practice. They do useful technical work, including helping to pour beer into bottles.
He enters the office of the gentleman and goes to the production director. The further dialogue:
There, a student’s beer bottle exploded!
P.S. Yes, that is what happens.
The student is in horror, almost crying out of fear! Go to calm!
And then one of the accountants enters the dialogue (such a nice and participatory girlfriend):
“Well, right now the bottle... I have to tell him that he’s very lucky, because just recently Kega exploded and knocked out the door.