I went to wash my car. There are six boxes, with a washing machine - a coffee shop, in which car owners sit, drink coffee, watch TV and wait for them to be called. At the same table are a brunette and a blonde - not acquainted with each other, just owners of cars.

The door opens, a tired washer enters and says, “Mazda six is ready.” No one moves. The washer asks: "Who "Mazda six""? Everybody is silent again.

Finally, the brunette inquired and asked: “Red?” It is red" "Do you have "Mazda six""? The washer clarifies. "I have a red", explains the brunette. “Well, then you have the ‘Mazda’s six,” says the washer easily. “Yes, I’m a puppy,” the brunette replies, stands up and follows her red car.