 Edith, apologize to your sister. I'm sorry, Erna. You're my best friend, Edith. You know I love you. I love you, too. I don't know what I'd do without you. Happily, both my little sisters seem to be growing in charity. Indeed they are, Rosa. Now, I think it's time to break our fast. Should we start with matzo ball soup or with Edith's marzipan cake? Yes, yes, marzipan. Yes, Mama, marzipan, please.