*Comes back from yet another AVUS answering post. Gulps Guinness, sets down glass.* Unfortunately, I'm going to have to go now - Granddaughter is getting on a plane to Reno tomorrow and I must be sure she has everything ready to go. *hugs Lank, tucks a shamrock behind Jon's ear.* Good night, dears. Don't let the little people tickle your toes. Nytol.