Shhas with our driver, Igor, he told a funny story... He loves to fight with mints, with haishniks, a lawman. He was driving with a friend with Dr, a friend nearby, drunk, he was driving, he did not drink. He brakes his flag, continues the dialogue:
Frostbite, your papers
A: Please please
P: Get out of the car!
I’m not going out, I feel great here.
The car smells of alcohol.
I: Aaaah, then, of course, I will go out, you want to send the car for examination probably...
Q: You are embarrassed!!!! to