 So that's the way the wind's blowing, is it? That wasn't a nice thing to do, Amelia. I don't like it one bit. All right, then. I'm sorry. I guess you wasn't writing it intentionally. The pencil just kind of made those lines accidental-like. I don't think I like you right now, either. Well, he is sort of attractive in a rough sort of way. He's conceited, though, I think.