 Oh, and since you mention it, you might just take these opera tickets of mine and pass them around down there in case any of the members are cared to purchase them. You go sell them yourself for us. I've got my own tickets to get rid of. Well, I may see you later then, if you decide to go. Don't worry, I'll be going. You're not going to get down there ahead of me, the old goat. Boy, beautiful boys, boys. Let's be jolly boys, shall we?