 What did you do during the long winter evenings? Decided to leave the farm, Mr. Craig. Well, right about now is when you open the elevator door. Ain't sure I should. Why? Taint the farm. Meaning we've got elevators, office buildings, shiny cars, and a blonde? Yep. I'm not afraid of blondes. Back in Vermont, it was a pop usually carried the gun. But here? She's carrying it.