 Let me help you in, Mrs. Thompson. Oh, thank you, Mr. Gildersleeve. You get in the back with me, Leroy. Okay. Now that the mushy stuff is over, let's go eat the cake. Growing boy. Mr. Gildersleeve, when I arrived this morning, I was inclined to be a little critical. You, Mother Thompson? But I must say, everything went off perfect. Yeah, just like clockwork.