 It's Salome's dance. But this record, where did it come from? You know, I rather wish I knew that myself. But the postman brought it just this afternoon, and there didn't seem to be a return address. To you, right? It came to you? Yes, to me. Isn't that funny? Oh, no. No, Mr. Valentine, I don't know anything else. And if you'll excuse me, I'm going upstairs. I'm wanted upstairs. George, she got a record, but she didn't want us to know about it.