Say, maybe it's appropriate to sing a song for Micca's arrival in California:

Oh, if you ain't got the do re mi, friend, you ain't got the do re mi
You better get back to beautiful Texas,
Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee
California is a garden of Eden, a paradise to live in or see
But believe it or not, you won't find it so hot
If you ain't got the do re mi

Welcome to California, Micca. I'm looking forward to seeing you. I'll buy lunch.

-Joe-