Yeah, I think some of my friends are having a thing later, so... But you guys are having fun, right? Yes, we're having a wonderful fime. It sure is. Asian markets are in a tailspin, and I can't get my broker on the phone. Any advice before I drown myself in the ocean? Too late. The only thing that can save me now is a pretty girl. You'll do. Asian market? Well, you know. I read the "Journal" on the way over. I'm glad you decided to come. You want to hit the bar? I gotta tell you something first. You know I can't compete with all this, right? All what? This. Your life. I have no money. I mean, at one point, Jack was gonna sell the bar, and then I would've gotten a piece, but this didn't happen. And I was glad at the time, you know, because the bar's an excuse to stay around here, and that means I'll be close to you. But it's also not, 'cause like I said before, I can't compete. You know what I'm saying? I'm rich. You're not. Who cares? Your brother moves quick. You? Not so much.