 Whoa! Hey, how are those tails? What? Who's saying something about my tails? They're killers. They're 28 bucks a pound. 28? Oh, my God. You know, Chet and I haven't had lobster in an age. Not since our anniversary, anyway. How about the gourmet here? You know what he wanted? Hot dogs. Nothing wrong with a hot dog. I got news for you. Hot dogs are good. Good for you. Good, clean fun. This is the barbecue guy. I'm here with the fondue man. Fondue, how are you?