I went by car alone. Three drivers were caught: an intellectual, an entertainer, and the latter - a grumpy and unspeakable mother-in-law. At the end of the trip took me away from people, I was already tense. Pulled into the pocket (I presented the weapon, took a step back, cursing my stupidity) and pulled out the money: "So that you don't waver with whom, or if there are little evils." And the driver said it all with the same stinking face. And I sneezed frightenedly, timidly thanked and stood on trembling legs until he left.