Lorelai: [on the phone] Believe me, I know the futility of fighting Mother Nature. She's been a real "mother" lately. Almost rivals my mother. Yeah, but you and your plow do control Mother Nature's droppings, a.k.a. the snow, and all I'm saying is could you try to keep it from blocking the Dragonfly's one and only driveway? You know, it kind of blocks us in and we get all cranky and claustrophobic, especially when we're out of coffee, which I'm not anticipating, but I didn't anticipate it before and it happened, and I suffered withdrawal pains. Right. Well, I really appreciate it. I actually like plows, you know? They look like fun. Right. I'm sure plowing doesn't pay enough, though. No, that part's not fun. I used to be a maid. I know low wages. Well, I'm really not comfortable telling you what I made then or what I make now. Just, anything you can do will help. Okay, thank you.