I hope you don't mind.
We don't talk about the trip ending. We talk about jazz. On the last night of our trip, this in New York City, we go to a Jazz club, Birdland. We drink and listen to music and hang on to staying right here. Jazz is good for staying right here. The piano player is great and strange. I like that it's strange. We follow the music. We stay out too late, later than we have on this whole trip. We hang on.
But we don't need to look forward to anything right now. We have been given everything.