This morning I decided to bring two secretaries to work. The first was behind, the second on the side. I had a bottle of beer between the front seats. It was cold at night, so it froze. So that the bottle does not bother and, thinking about its safety, I do not tear my eyes off the road and take it and put it on the rear seat. As it turned out, I hit the bottle between the legs of the secretary sitting in the back. He asked, “Which temperature to heat up?”