Jerry and I were down at his place, right down the street from this place Eddie’s 458. That’s the name of the guy who owns it and then the number from the address where it is. Anyhow, Jerry’s always saying how he doesn’t know anyone from the neighborhood anymore, and how it’s changed and all that. So I say, “Let’s go down to Eddie’s for a nitecap.” Finally he gives in and so we go down there. It was okay, but we didn’t meet nobody. Well, we did meet the bartender. I guess that’s something, right?