Am I alone in thinking it's Julie Cavner's boyfriend from "Rhoda," the guy who said "hey, little fox"? I'm thinking of Richard Masur, of course.

You have to marvel at the restraint of the suit's designer, who looked at the width of the lapels and said "there. Perfect. Any more would be too much." A gust of wind, and he'd take wing. Note also the gold cravatte; you can easily imagine him at the fern bar, getting his margarita on, impressing the ladies: me? I'm in computers.