I don't like driving here in Los Angeles too much. I hate the left-hand turn arrow, especially, because it creates a very tense situation when we line up, waiting for that left arrow to turn from red to green. And it's fine for the person in the front, and when it turns green, that guy never seems to go -- I don't know why. I don't know if it's the power: knowing there are people behind them, and they're controlling people's lives? And the psychology is interesting 'cause the guy in the number two spot, he won't honk 'cause he figures, 'Hey, I'm getting through.' But the further back you get, the more tense it becomes... So I'm in sixth. I honk. The guy in front of me flips me off. I'm like, 'What? I'm not even honking at you -- I'm looping around you.'