Ah, yes, well, my last wife left me, don't you know; turned out she was a man. I'll be deuced if I saw it coming. Anyway, it put the old kibosh on the marriage, and since she - sorry, love, he - had all the money, I'm afraid I can barely afford to keep myself in hair dye, don't you know. At least I have my good looks and prominent adam's apple; Old Man Depression can't scare those away, what? Well, enough of me. Let's have this delicious salad, shall we?

Hello?

Oh, dash it all, this one's wax again.