And when morning came her knights showed her the QUOTES that covered the fields, huge white blocks that blocked the view. And they told her the QUOTES were rooted deep in the ground and they could not be removed. And our Lady Joan Mastodon wept for three days and three nights. Then she rose and stood in front of her knights and spoke thus: We shall not quote, she said to them. We shall reply and we shall boost, but we shall not quote. We will pass by the QUOTES that cover our fields, we will plant trees around them, we will toot freely to each other as we always did, in direct exchange between one free tooter and another, never blocking the other's voice. Having spoken thus, she rode away. And as she passed the first of the QUOTES, her knights heard her laughing, a free, roaring laughter. That is our Lady Joan, they said to each other. Let us toot as she asked us to. Let us plant trees around the QUOTES.