 Mmm, that tea does taste good. Yes, ma'am. Now, uh, what was you saying about Della when I come into the room? Something about not worrying? Well, we were talking about a trip to California. And Mrs. Lord wanted to be sure that you'd go along, too. So you'd better start packing our things. You going way up there, Mr. Harvey? Yes, Mrs. Lord, and you and I. Well, no. Begging your pardon, not me. Oh, golly. My Della.