Easy - I'm going with the architect who will grease my palm a little, who'll let me wet my beak, who'll make it worth my while, the one who'll thrown in a few perks, a six pack, a sleeve of Pro V1s, a cart girl; in short, I'm going with the one who will treat me in the manner I hope to one day grow accustomed to. I mean, really - golf courses are a dime a dozen, there's thousands of them, and every single architect we've mentioned has many, many designs to his name...but there is only one Peter P!! I figure they need me more than I need them.