 Frankie, drop that tired halibut and come in here. Haven't you found a job yet? I got a job. I'm selling fish. Oh, Frankie, what kind of a job is that, going from door to door selling fish? How do you like that? Just because he married into money becomes a snob. Now, do you want to buy some fish or don't you? All right, all right. If it'll help you out, I'll buy the fish you're holding.