 Expense account item three, one buck, one cab, transporting myself and Gracie Edwards' reporter to Sailfish Landing, or as near as we could get. The last 500 yards, we had to walk on the planking between the slips. Now, uh, tell me, where was the outwatcher when she blew up? Uh, over there. About there. Uh-huh. Where were you? Right here. I was sitting right there. Looking out to sea? Uh-huh. How long had you been here?