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Ok, if you're that inexperienced I'll share a story to help you avoid embarrassment.
Lani spent 20 years in Hawaii and then moved here to California. Not much cold weather experience (and none as an adult). A couple years ago we get a pretty hard freeze (for around here) and there's frost on the windshield. Enough that I should probably scrape it but not enough that I can't drive without doing so. And I'm lazy.
But Lani is in the passenger seat and the frost annoys her. So she reaches over without saying anything and sprays wiper solution thinking that will help melt the frost. Super slomo of me screaming "nooooooooo" and reaching for her hand, but not in time to stop her before there was a solid sheet of wiper solution ice covering the entire windshield as I'm driving down the street.
So the moral of the story is: Don't get married.
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