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[On answering machine]
Abigail: Hi. As you know, Jake and Molly are on their honeymoon. But I'm here, so leave me a message.
Nick: Hi. Just wanted to check in and make sure everything was cool after what happened at the wedding. Look, I've been working on something. And I could use another set of eyes. So I want to get your opinion on it as soon as I can. I'm gonna head back to the studio now, so I'll catch up with you later. Oh, in case you didn't guess, it's Nick.
Abigail: Wait! Nick -- Nick -- Nick? Nick. Damn it.
Nick: Thanks again, Isaac. See you later.
Isaac: Anytime, man.
Bonnie: So -- I hear all wasn't so dull in dullsville yesterday.
Isaac: You're late.
Bonnie: And you're alive. Which is more than I can say for that gatecrasher at the McKinnon wedding.
Bryant: That guy was a psycho.
Bonnie: I hear he was with the Maltese aristocracy.
Isaac: Which goes to show you money can't buy you class. Besides, Jake was the real prince of the night. And Molly -- ooh.
Bonnie: Did they see the shootout?
Isaac: Luckily, no. They'd already left.
Bonnie: Well, don't clam up. I want details. The most exciting thing I've been to around here was the opening of the new pharmacy down on Market Street.
Isaac: The lady wants details. I'll give you the details. You are working tables 8 through 12. This is a list of tonight's special. Memorize that, okay? And the next time you're late, I expect a call.
Bonnie: Why does everyone have to take the fun out of things around here? Forget I even asked!
Bryant: You want me to fill you in on everything I saw?
Bryant: No problem. Jen wore this beautiful dress. It made her eyes completely dance, and the way she smiled --
Bonnie: Okay! Okay, don't even start. Jen, Jen, Jen, Jen. If she's so perfect, why does she want you slumming with the working class instead of being at home, counting your millions?
Bryant: You'd have to know her.
Bonnie: I don't think we'd have much in common.
Bryant: Bonnie, Bonnie, you're too caught up on the money thing. The way I see it is having Jen in my life makes me the wealthiest guy in the world. Believe me, she's everything.
Jennifer: Oh, please let it be Billy. Please let it be Billy.
Kim: Hi, sweetheart. May I come in?
Jennifer: Yeah. Sure.
Kim: Thank you very much. I was gonna call, but then I realized I had a few minutes before I'm due at the station, so -- I'd been thinking about you and decided to stop. Well, I have to say I was so grateful that you left that wedding before that wild man started up.
Jennifer: Yeah. I heard that he tried to kill Rose and Luke. But Jack shot him?
Kim: He did. It was awful. Does Will know about it?
Jennifer: Yeah. Dad's talked to him.
Kim: Oh, good. He's been through so much since your mom's accident. Well, you both have.
Jennifer: We're okay, aunt Kim. We're still a family.
Kim: I came to talk about you. You've been so much keeping things together here.
Jennifer: Yeah, you mean before I went off on my living-with-Bryant phase.
Kim: I take it that phase is over?
Jennifer: Oh, well, Bryant and I are fine. Really. It's just -- we just realized we weren't ready for that big of a step yet. And dad was really great about it, you know? He let me come home, no questions, no hassles.
Kim: So, have you talked to your mom?
Jennifer: Yeah, I tried to call her a couple times.
Kim: Did you go out to see her?
Jennifer: Once. That was enough, though. It was a big mistake.
Kim: Why? What happened?
Jennifer: Well, at first she was really angry at me, and then she started crying. And I really thought that we would be all right.- And then she just I'm not so happy with the way this is all starting out.
Paul: Well, I promise you you'll be happy when it's through, okay? Just go.
Barbara: Paul -- I heard voices. Who were you talking to?
Jennifer: Yeah. I've got dad and my friends. Even Will isn't that annoying all the time. Don't tell him I said that, please.
Kim: I wouldn't dream of it. My lips are sealed.
Kim: And so, what about Bryant?
Jennifer: He's great. I mean -- things get a little complicated sometimes but, you know, besides that, great.
Kim: Well, I certainly can't replace your mother, but if there comes a point where you need to talk to somebody, and you need a shoulder to lean on or whatever, you can call me.
Jennifer: I will dial 1-800-aunt-Kim.
Kim: Okay. The lines are always open.
Abigail: Oh. Ah, sorry. I didn't know you had company.
Kim: Hey! I'm not company.
Abigail: How are you doing, Mrs. Hughes?
Kim: Hi, darling. How are you?
Abigail: I'm great.
Kim: Any word from the newlyweds?
Abigail: Yeah, they landed once they were in Hawaii, and everything's -- great. You know, I think Jake planned the perfect honeymoon.
Kim: Oh, I'm sure he did. I'm very happy for both of them.
Abigail: Yeah, me, too. Um, look; if I walked in on something, I can come back later.
Kim: No, no, no. No, not at all. Actually, I'm due at the station. And I'm on my way out. You just remember what I said, okay? I'm a phone call away.
Jennifer: Of course. Thank you.
Kim: I love you.
Jennifer: I love you, too, aunt Kim.
Kim: Okay. Take care, darling.
Abigail: You, too.
Abigail: Looks like I walked in on something pretty big.
Jennifer: No. No, we were just talking. She's worried about my mom, but I really don't feel like talking about her. So what's up with you?
Abigail: So I nearly broke my ankle and still missed the call.
Jennifer: Well, I'm sure he'll call back. He said he wants your opinion, right?
Abigail: Yeah, but on what? Nick's mentoring me and Adam on our video project, but -- maybe it's gotta be about that.
Jennifer: Well, you are doing a documentary, right?
Abigail: Yeah. Why?
Jennifer: Oh, I don't know. I thought I could be your next subject. You know, "when best friends lose their minds."
Jennifer: Yeah, I'm not kidding, though. I am so completely crazed about so many things right now.
Abigail: Well, who isn't?
Jennifer: You know, at least you have Molly to check in with, you know? She'd clear her schedule for the next ten years to find out what's going on with you.
Abigail: Well, your mom will again, too. One day.
Jennifer: Even if she does, how am I supposed to tell her what's been going on with me?
Abigail: With Bryant or Billy?
Jennifer: Well, I can't exactly imagine saying to my mom, "hey, mom, there's -- there's this guy, this guy who's so hot that I don't even feel like I know what I'm doing!" Yeah. Yeah, it feels weird telling you.
Abigail: Telling me what?
Jennifer: At the wedding, I ran into Billy in the house, and --
Jennifer: One thing kinda led to another, and --
Abigail: No! Jen, no, you didn't!
Jennifer: No, no, I didn't. We almost did. It's always like that with Billy. He touches me, and I lose my mind, and -- and Bryant almost caught us.
Abigail: No -- no way.
Jennifer: Yeah. I don't think he suspects anything. But you know what's really crazy? I'm not upset that we almost made love. I'm upset that we had to stop.
Jennifer: Tell me about it.
Abigail: But the place was jammed with people.
Jennifer: It didn't matter.
Abigail: What was Billy even doing there?
Jennifer: Oh, he was there with Bryant. I ended up alone in Lucinda's living room. And he came up to say good-bye because he's leaving to go to California soon. And I thought, "okay." Right? "I can deal with this." And then, two seconds after we said good-bye, we were practically tearing each other's clothes off.
Abigail: Well, is Billy serious about leaving?
Jennifer: Yeah, there's -- there's no future for us. I don't even know why I stopped him. I should've just let him walk out the door.
Abigail: Why didn't you?
Jennifer: Because we were alone. And he said my name, and I forgot where I was or who I am. What should I do?
Abigail: Ah, Jen, I just don't want you to get hurt.
Jennifer: Please, Abi. I'm drowning here. Help me.
Abigail: Okay. Well, the way that I see it, there's only one thing you can do to make yourself feel better. You have to tell Bryant the truth about Billy. You have to tell him everything.
Bonnie: This Jen is a fool. You guys could do anything, go anywhere -- live! But instead, you're here pouring swill for the desperately middle class.
Bryant: Jennifer Munson has more integrity than any other woman I've ever known in my life.
Bonnie: Jennie Munson?
Bonnie: That's your Jen? My gosh, she and I grew up together.
Bryant: Ha, ha, is that a joke?
Bonnie: No! No! Her mom and my mom were friends. Oh, this is way too small world, even for Oakdale. No, Jennie's incredible. Well, she was so funny, and we had a blast together.
Bryant: Have you seen her since you've been back in town?
Bonnie: No, but I heard her mom was in some awful explosion. And I also heard her husband didn't do it. But the guy still sounds like a nightmare.
Bryant: That nightmare is my father. You see? Not all the interesting people live in Europe on grand estates. We have our share of adulterers and thieves.
Bonnie: Bryant, I'm sorry. I should have put it together, though. The name. It was my mom's big case.
Bryant: No problem.
Bonnie: Why is Jen so stuck on you being a bartender?
Bryant: 'Cause she's madly in love with me and doesn't care about the money.
Isaac: I'm so sorry to interrupt this little chat, but you have a customer -- table ten?
Bonnie: Oh, well, I was just giving Bryant here some desperately needed advice.
Isaac: Bryant is a bartender. He gives you advice. You're a waitress. You deliver drinks.
Bonnie: With more flair than this place deserves.
Isaac: If I were you, I wouldn't take anything that girl says to heart.
Bryant: She was just trying to help out.
Isaac: That's what I'm afraid of.
Ben: Hey, little brother.
Isaac: Ah, Benjamin.
Ben: Today is your lucky day. How do you feel about blind dates?
Isaac: If I were you, I would take any date you could get.
Ben: Ooh, ah. No, I'm talking about hooking you up.
Isaac: Oh, no, no, no, no.
Ben: There is this volunteer at the hospital. She is beautiful and smart. Her brother's one of the residents on my rotation.
Isaac: If she's so hot, why isn't she out having fun instead of volunteering?
Ben: That's what I love about you. You always look at the big picture. Come on, man. What do you got to lose?
Isaac: My dignity. I don't do blind dates. Besides, this girl, she probably isn't even my type.
Ben: She's not your type? Since when is young, smart and sexy not your type? Check this out. I even wrote her phone number on a matchbook. Pick her up at 7:00?
Isaac: No. No! Hey, no, no, I'm not -- no, you go. I'm not going.
Ben: No, come on, man, don't be like that. This is the perfect set-up.
Isaac: For disaster!
Bonnie: I'll bet you old George Washington here, if Isaac takes that girl out.
Bryant: No way.
Bonnie: Well, put your money where your mouth is.
Bryant: Okay, I bet you one dollar that he doesn't.
Bonnie: You're on.
Bryant: How are we gonna know?
Bonnie: Trust me, I'll know. So, does Jen ever pop in here ever? I would love to see her.
Bryant: Yeah, once in a while.
Bonnie: Listen, I'm really sorry about what happened to her mom, but I'm extra sorry about what I said about your father. Hey, it's not like you can pick your family.
Bryant: At least Barbara's almost free of him. The divorce is almost final.
Bonnie: Divorce? From what I hear, divorce is way too good for him. Guys like that make you wish you'd brought back the guillotine.
Kim: How could you possibly work in this room? There's no light!
Barbara: How long have you been standing there?
Kim: A couple of seconds. Oh, my dear girl. There's no need for you to try to hide your face from me.
Barbara: How did you get in here?
Kim: I ran into Paul on his way out, and this time, I insisted that I was gonna see you.
Barbara: Did he tell you I was working?
Kim: He did. I promised not to stay too long.
Barbara: I have a very tight deadline.
Kim: I know. He said that. Nevertheless, I wanted to see you. I miss you.
Lisa misses you. We all do.
Barbara: Thank you very much for your messages, but you have to understand that I'm just not ready yet. I don't have my strength back yet.
Kim: Well, I find that hard to believe, because you look remarkably strong to me.
Barbara: I know what I look like.
Kim: You look like somebody who's recovering from severe burns, but you're still Barbara. You're still my boo. I have known you since the day you were born. And there is nothing that will ever change that.
Barbara: Nothing will change the way I look.
Kim: Oh, honey, that fire can't have touched what's in your heart.
Barbara: How would you know?! I'm sorry. I don't -- I don't mean that. You just have to understand that -- I need to -- I want to be alone, Kim. I have made a new life for myself, and this is the way it's going to be.
Kim: What about the rest of your family?
Barbara: Don't make me feel guilty about my children. The last thing that Jennifer and Will need right now is me. I have nothing left inside of me. Why can't anyone understand that?!
Kim: Oh, honey, we understand perfectly. We know exactly that you're going through hell right now. We have so much we wanna give you. We want to put our arms around you. We want to hold you. We want to love you and protect you, but you have to let us in. You have to let us love you.
Barbara: I can't. I don't know how anymore.
Paul: Carly -- I'm sorry that took so long.
Carly: You know, I'm sorry. My meter just ran out.
Paul: Wait, wait, no. Please, don't go. I was standing over there, watching you.
Carly: For how long?
Paul: Not long. Just while you were sketching. Can I take a look?
Carly: You know, after we have a deal. And you can add a "waiting" clause to my list of demands. From now on, I don't wait for you. I don't wait for anybody. And from where I sit, your offer -- it's a little short.
Paul: You know, you're designing the spring line for one of the most exclusive fashion houses in the world.
Carly: Under your mother's name. To the rest of the world, she's still the star.
Paul: Oh, so you want the money and the fame?
Carly: I want to stop feeling like I'm second string. I can deliver you the hottest designs your company has seen in years. And what I want in return is what I want.
Paul: I'm listening.
Carly: One, a portion of the profits from the spring line, as well as my design fee. Two, my own line. Three, nobody changes any of my designs. You can take 'em or leave 'em. Did you hear number two?
Paul: Does summer work for you?
Carly: Next summer?
Paul: You pull off what you promise, and I will draw up a contract stating that Carly Tenney will have her own line starting with our summer collection.
Carly: Great. I just hope I live to see it.
Paul: You want a bodyguard?
Carly: I may need one once your mother catches wind of this.
Paul: I'll handle my mother.
Carly: And so you'll put all the terms into a rock-solid contract?
Paul: Yes, and you and your attorney can look them over. And if there are any changes, we'll work them out.
Carly: Just like that?
Paul: Just like that. You're getting everything you want here, Carly. This is what winning looks like.
Carly: You know, with my track record, I think I'll wait until my winnings are in the bank before I count them.
Paul: So we have a deal?
Carly: You draw up that contract, and we'll see.
Paul: "We'll see"? "We'll see" won't cut it, Carly. I mean, my mother's hand is damaged. You know, she's pushing herself way too hard to prove that she can cut it. Without you -- without you, B.R.O. is finished. Okay? That's the truth. Okay, I wouldn't admit that to anyone else, but it's true. Okay, so whatever you want, you got. You want the label, the money, the fame, the attention -- whatever, it's yours. Whatever it takes to get you on board.
Carly: But I'm not the one you need to get on board.
Paul: This is my call, Carly. You know, this isn't my mom's call. I want you. And if my mom doesn't like it, it's too damn bad. So do we have a deal or not?
Carly: Once your mother signs off on my terms, I'll be happy to get to work.
Paul: Okay, look, Carly, don't push me on this!
Carly: I told you from the very beginning, I don't want any secrets. No back street deals. I'm in, or I'm out. Your mother knows, or I'm gone.
Paul: Look, my mother is in a fragile state. I don't wanna risk telling her and her --
Carly: Keeping her in the dark about me is not gonna make her feel any better. I'm not asking you to send out some big press release. As far as the rest of the world is concerned, it's Babs' spring line. I just want her to know that I'm the one backing her up.
Paul: Okay, look, if we play it your way, she could pull the plug on the spring line, and then we're all out of business.
Carly: If we play it your way, with me slaving away in the shadows, she could still find out. And then what happens? She pulls the same plug, only this time she throws in a little mental breakdown to boot, because her sweet son lied to her. Or because that greedy little opportunist, Carly Tenney, took advantage of a poor, broken woman to get ahead. Well, no, thank you. I have been there. And this time, the role of the undermining, money-grubbing tramp will have to be played by somebody else. I'm outta here.
Paul: Carly, wait, just --
Carly: Listen, I will bill you for that sketch and for my time. It's a pity, Paul, this couldn't work out. It would have been good for everybody.
Paul: You did this while you were waiting?
Carly: I did.
Paul: You know, this whole time, I've been trying to understand what my mother was trying to -- what she was going for, and --
Carly: Scary, isn't it? That a trip into her head could turn into something so pretty?
Paul: It's more than pretty. This is amazing.
Carly: Look -- this whole spring line thing -- it isn't just about me, Paul. I mean, yeah, I wanted to prove that I could get your company out of the dumpster. But I was also willing to work with whatever your mother has, somehow make it my own without destroying whatever ego she has left. I just wanted the chance to prove that I'm good at something other than making trouble. And I'm not gonna put my heart and soul into something when all I'll get back is bad press. Good luck with your company. You'll need it.
Paul: Okay, Carly. I'll tell her. Okay? I'll tell my mother that you're designing the spring line using her ideas.
Paul: Give me a week.
Barbara: I am making a new life for myself, Kim. And I -- I don't wish to hurt my children. I love them, but they can't possibly know what this has done to me. Paul tried to explain things to Jennifer, but --
Kim: Listen, listen, listen. Paul is a grown man. And I know that he loves you and supports you, and that he doesn't make any kind of demands on you at all. But Will and Jennifer, they don't have that luxury. They're still young, and they need you. And what's more, you need them.
Barbara: What they don't need is a mother who can't bear to see herself in her children's eyes.
Kim: We had a picnic a couple of weeks ago, and you know Bob and his camera. He was running around taking pictures of everybody. One of my favorites is this picture of Will and Jennifer.
Barbara: I don't need pictures.
Kim: Okay, well, I'm just gonna put it up here anyway. Just in case you change your mind. Who knows? It might even inspire you. Have you seen Will at all since you were hurt?
Barbara: I -- spoke to him on the phone. He told me he wants to play lacrosse for the middle school team.
Kim: Jennifer said that she came up to see you.
Barbara: And did she tell you what happened?
Barbara: She wants things to be the way they were. And they can't. They can't go back to the way they were!
Kim: You know what I don't understand is who is she supposed to confide in? Barbara, who is she supposed to talk to when she wants to share something -- something that a girl would share only with her mother?
Jennifer: Maybe you're right. Maybe I do need to tell Bryant everything.
Abigail: Can you pass the mayo?
Jennifer: Bryant, I love you.
Abigail: Do you want tomatoes?
Jennifer: I love you so much that I slept with your cousin, because from the moment I met him, I couldn't keep my hands off of him. That doesn't sound too good, does it?
Abigail: You know, I remember what that was like. The first time I laid eyes on Chris Hughes, I couldn't catch my breath for like five minutes.
Jennifer: Didn't you wish those five minutes would never end?
Abigail: Yeah. Every time he'd touch my hand, it was like I got dizzy or something.
Jennifer: Why do you think that was?
Abigail: You know, I don't know. But he was older. You know, and older guys are just more mysterious. It's like they know things, and it makes you want to know things, too.
Jennifer: You know, I don't think it's that way with me and Billy.
Abigail: Yeah, well, whatever it is, you know. What you and Billy have, it's not like what you have with Bryant. You and Bryant made a real commitment. What? Come on! Tell me!
Jennifer: You know what? Stay put. I have to go grab my purse.
Abigail: Wait! Why? Where are you going?
Jennifer: I'll explain in a minute.
Abigail: Okay, fine.
[Abigail sighs] oh. Yes, hi. Is Nick Scudder in? Oh, then I'll just leave a message on his voice mail. Thanks. Nick, hi. It's Abigail -- Williams. I'm sorry I missed your call, but I'm gonna be home soon. So if you still want my opinion on -- whatever it is, just stop by. Okay? Bye.
Jennifer: Okay, I'll clean up this mess after -- thanks.
Abigail: You're welcome.
Jennifer: Better go before I lose my nerve.
Abigail: Wait. Wait. Where are we going?
Jennifer: Well, we have to figure out a way so I don't ruin the rest of my life.
Abigail: Hi. You got my message?
Nick: Yeah. I hope you don't mind, I came right over.
Abigail: Come on in. Do you want a soda, a coffee?
Nick: Uh, no. I'm fine, thanks. Are you sure you're okay staying here by yourself?
Abigail: Yeah. Donna's called a lot, and Molly's called a few thousand times.
Nick: And I'm sure Adam's keeping his eye on you, too.
Abigail: Yeah. We were both pretty wired after the wedding. Nick, Adam doesn't -- it was perfectly good advice you gave him about the video and the shooting. He just kind of came off a little ticked about it.
Nick: Yeah, well, he's young. I remember feeling like I had to prove myself to the whole world when I was his age.
Abigail: Adam's not always like that.
Nick: Well, I guess then he's an exception to the rule. But, I think you're mature enough to know and listen when someone is trying to help you out.
Abigail: Not really. Just ask Molly.
Nick: Well, anyway, I was thinking about that project that you and Adam are putting together. And I've got an angle which might give the piece more weight.
Abigail: Oh, okay. Tell me about it.
Nick: Well, actually, can I show you? I mean, can you come down to the station and check it out?
Abigail: Oh. I'll just call Adam.
Nick: Oh, no! As a matter of fact, I'd like to keep this between us, just for now. Would you come down to the station alone?
Jennifer: You got a minute?
Bryant: I -- I really can't take a break right now.
Bonnie: There she is. Jennie! Do you remember me?
Jennifer: Oh, it is so great to see you.
Bonnie: You, too.
Jennifer: What are you doing here? I mean, how long have you been in town? Are you staying?
Bonnie: Working a few weeks, and -- I don't know.
Jennifer: It was so great to see you.
Bonnie: You, too. You look great.
Jennifer: Why didn't you tell me -- ?
Bryant: I didn't know you guys were friends until today.
Bonnie: Well, it's been the all-Jen network around here. "Jen said this, Jen likes that." Do you have any idea how crazy in love this guy is with you?
Kim: Please, don't be afraid to let your children back into your life again.
Barbara: Sometimes I feel like I am -- fear.
Kim: Oh, Barbara.
Barbara: I know it's hard to understand, but that's how it feels.
Kim: You know something? Fear is -- is a terrible, powerful thing. It makes you -- it makes you believe that you're alone in the world. But you are not alone. You've just wrapped yourself in all of this darkness, and you've shut out the light of your life, the loves of your life. Please, think about it.
Kim: You know, you should -- you should take a walk out in the garden this afternoon. The leaves are gorgeous. It's a perfect autumn day. It's the kind of day that makes you feel so lucky just to be alive.
Paul: Okay. This should hold you over until we put something in writing.
Carly: I'll have something for you to see in a couple of days.
Paul: Okay, but just don't bring it by here, okay? Not until I have a chance to tell my mother everything.
Carly: I'll wait for your call.
Paul: Thank you.
Carly: You're welcome. Oh, and if you could get some more of your mother's sketches, I'll see what I can do with them.
Paul: That'd mean a lot.
Carly: No sweat. You know, I parked around the corner today. Next week, I'm gonna drive up to the front door.
Paul: All right. That won't be an issue.
Carly: It better not be.
Paul: Oh, you might want to take this, for luck.
Carly: I don't need luck.
Paul: This is Paul. Oh, Kyle, yeah. No, your timing's perfect for once. What's going on in Chicago? When? No, what kind of trouble? What's going on? Change the story line what are they looking for.
Abigail: Shouldn't we let Adam in on this?
Nick: Well, actually, I wanted to sell you on the idea first.
Abigail: Then what?
Nick: Well, if you like what I'm suggesting, then we bring it to Adam, and you can pitch it to him. But if you hate it, we don't have to waste his time with it at all. I've got everything set up at the studio. It'll take, like, 20 minutes, tops.
Abigail: Oh, well, Adam and I have plans.
Nick: Oh, yeah, of course. I just sprung this thing on you. Well, you know what? I gotta get back to the studio. And maybe it's best that I just take the backseat with this thing anyway. But thanks for the time, all right?
Abigail: Nick, no. You know, I kinda wanna see what you got. Adam and I don't really have anything big planned. But I -- maybe I can stop by WOAK later, if it's still okay.
Nick: Yeah, sure. That's great. I'll see you there.
Nick: You know, I know I'm a little prejudiced, but I think you've got a brilliant future ahead of you, Abigail Williams. I'll see you later.
Bryant: Jen, what's going on? You look so serious.
Jennifer: I am. I had to see you. I can't keep this inside any longer. I have to tell you something -- about Billy.
Barbara: Hal? It's me. I have a favor to ask. Could you bring Jennifer and Will over? I need to see them.
Paul: No, the last thing we need are labor issues with the New York show coming up. Okay, look, I wanna sit down with you, and I wanna make sure we got all the bases covered, okay? No, I'm on my way. I'll be there in an hour, okay? All right. Great, Kyle, thanks.
James: Kyle, right on schedule. Oh, yes. Well, I assume that you managed to get Paul out of Oakdale for the evening? Excellent, excellent work. You know, Kyle, I don't think that B.R.O. pays its chief legal counsel nearly enough. We'll have to do something about that. Right. Oh, and see if you can keep Paul occupied as long as you can. This evening, I need a chance to revisit my -- my old home. Good. And you'll be handsomely rewarded, as always. Thank you.