 Well, what they're not drinking here, they're taking with them. Huh? Where are they going? I don't know. Wherever it is, they must expect to stay a long time. Isn't ten gallons of whiskey an awful lot, Lee? A couple of drinks of this whiskey is an awful lot. Say, Willa, you recollect that last shipment of boots we got in? I thought we'd put them in stock, but I cannot lay my hands on them.