“The coffee’s hot, a whole gallon of it.”
“It’s frozen solid. I told you it would be. Know what the temperature outside is? Thirty-five below.”
“Yes, I know, but that coffee’s still hot.”
“How come?”
“That’s my secret.”
“Then keep it.”
“I’ll bet you five dollars it’s hot, yes, and the bottle of soup, too.”
“You got five dollars?”
“Sure I have.”
“All—all right, it’s a bet.”