Sure it is. [It's the jaded tone of a man who knows all things cost more than they seem (especially a marriage; oh, but he's not bitter.] It's call they hack up the wheat with silver scythes, grind it to flour with diamonds, then bake it in the heart of some sacred volcano on Delb II. [McCoy gives the baker a stern look -- YES, BE ASHAMED.] But that sure ain't what happened here, is it.