I've been printing out orders, had some lunch at the Studio Cafe, picked up two packages (a third is supposedly on a Fed Ex truck for delivery), and am back home. Had the telephonic call, which was weird and completely unnecessary as it has nothing whatsoever to do with me or Kritzerland. I told her that I could provide no information whatsoever to her and that it was, in fact, not cricket to even ask me to do so. She seemed to get the drift.