It's 10:00 pm. A man leaves a restaurant, gets into his car and drives away. 200 meters further he's stopped by a police officer. Officer: Good evening, sir. We're testing drivers for drunk driving. Would you please blow into this machine? Man: I'm sorry, I can't do that. If I blow into that machine, I will get out of air. Officer: Please come along to the office and we can give you a blood test. Man: I can't do that. If you give me a blood test, I will bleed to death. Officer: Then you'll have to get out and walk five metres along this white line. Man: I can't do that, either. Officer: Why not? Man: Because I'm dead drunk! I can't open the door. The conversation probably happens in a (an)   _  .
office street hospital restaurant