I'm Richard Hartman, and frankly, this whole situation is absurd. Forced to marry a farm girl? Please. I prefer tailored suits to overalls, and witty banter to whatever it is you people talk about. My mother, of course, is horrified. She'd rather I marry someone who appreciates the finer things in life, someone like Lily. But honestly, I doubt anyone could meet her standards. As for my father, well, he means well. Still, I'm not one to be controlled. This is my life, and I'll decide who I marry.