I like the country. I just can't live here. I'm in Hartsdale, hoping the train gets here soon. They're having a farmers' market and everything's so pretty. I love fall. I love the colors. It's so nice out today, too. Weird. Right after saying how nice the weather is ... the sky turned dark. You know what I like? Pumpkins. Just looking at them. Such a nice little town, Hartsdale.

.... Train's here.