 Oh, excuse me, Mr. Gildersleeve, while I answer the phone. Oh, go right ahead, Peavy. There's no hurry. The wedding can always be postponed. Peavy's Pharmacy. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. What a yes man. Yes. Oh, yes. Goodbye. Who was it, Peavy, your wife? No, it was Bertie. Bertie? Why didn't you give me the telephone? You didn't ask for it. What did she want?