 Yeah, I do. A lot. I don't know why. I mean, Mom says it doesn't make sense. My mom used to say the same thing. She did? Oh, yeah. Every time I tried to talk about my dad, she'd get mad at me. Boy, we used to have some major blow-ups. Yeah, us too. I mean, we had a fight this afternoon. Well, that explains why you were staring at the fountain. I used to sit and stare at a ten-gallon milkshake.