 And she swore to me she'd been a good girl. Now, listen, dear. Maybe if you try to be more patient with her, she'll admit all these things and see how wrong she is. Well, all right. I'll try a different kind of psychology. That's fine. And remember, if you feel your temper slipping, just try the good old-fashioned method of counting up to ten. Okay, okay. I'll send Snooks in. One, two, three, four, five, six. Set fire to the curtains. Oh.