It is New Year's Eve, and it is getting close to midnight. Charles did not know what he was getting himself into, when he bought the biggest bottle of champagne in town; even bigger than himself. In the wrong end of town, with a long way to drag this giant to reach his friends to ring in the new year and spread the champagne, he realises that he is out of luck, and that he will never be able to get there before the clock strikes twelve. Unless... He figures that it would be worth it to let some of the fluid get spilled, would it only enable to show up with some of it on time, and determines that he will use the pressure in the bottle to let the foam quickly take him all the way that he has to travel to get a happy, new year.