Oh, sweet Xandi. You are too sweet, and even sweeter than me; and that's something. Also, somehow, you are making me think that I should dye my hair red despite i adore my black locks. Think we need to separate, to allow myself some time to clear my mind and hope that I would not get a toothache. Or perhaps I am. Think perhaps an appointment with a dentist should be good for me. So for now, we have to part, my dear!