 I hate to do it, but, I mean, asking $235 for that horrible apartment, I wish I could have seen it painted this hideous shade of green, then calling me sweetie pie in this nasty way. Yeah, I know. Now, don't go through all that again, darling. I mean, I'm very sympathetic, honey, but, you know, there are people like that. I just don't know what's happened to people. Why, when we were first married and I looked for an apartment, they were just lovely. So polite, in just a few years, it seems to me, everybody's gotten so unpleasant. Waiters...