I like the smell of pipe tobacco. My grandfather used to smoke it, and it's one of the only things I really remember about him. Sort of like smokey vanilla. But cigar smoke is definitely ugh. If it tastes like it smells, then I'd take the marzipan any day.

I think it's more that I'm looking forward to what it could be, if everything works out the way I hope it will, and worried that it might not. So it's just a bit up and down, that's all.

And I'm trying to imagine you doing anything so undignified as throwing a tantrum!