When my friend Roger and I first tried this version of Guinness Draught, we didn't bother to read the instructions and just drank it at room temperature. We both noticed something rattling around in the bottles (we are very observant fellows, you see) when we poured the Guinness into glasses (remember, we didn't read the instructions). "Dang!", Roger said, "There's something in this bottle!" "Mine, too", I said. Fortunately, I work with glass so we went out to the shop and cut the bottles apart with a diamond-blade bandsaw and out fell these little plastic things that looked sort of like rocket ships. Being from the United States, we figured we could sue the Guinness people for selling stout with foreign objects in it and thereby obtain free Guinness for the rest of our lives, but this scheme was spoiled by the information on the label. "Oh, well," I said, "we'd better have another Guinness." And so we did, unrefrigerated and in glasses, too. We may be scofflaws and rebels from the United States, but we aren't entirely without sensitivity.