 Mosey, it's strange, you know. It's so strange. Here I am, the Duke of Dittendorten. I have power, wealth, my people are starving, and yet I feel dissatisfied. Maybe a wife, perhaps, you should have. Say, what about our neighbor, the Duchess of Dottenditten? What? You expect me, Rudolph of Dittendorten, to marry the Duchess of Dottenditten down there?