Thank you. You know, I was thinking: if we were to meet somewhere, say in a celestial city with beautiful glass elevators built into cloud-knowing trees, and you were going up and I was going down, or vice-versa, we could stop the car at the Jupiter Mezzanine and get out then and there and go for a nice long walk through the mist-loving leaves. Or have I just described where we are? That would explain my halo, and the rainbow in your hair. Oh, love, you’re so easy to please!