"Moxie."
Like guts. You hear it a lot in old gangster movies. "You got moxie, kid," that sort of thing.
And my hubby now listens to good music thanks to me.
No more endless Billy Joel. (Yes, I know some people are crazy about him. But I can't stand him.) I think we can all agree that The Clash, The Jam, Led Zeppelin (his new fave), etc. are better than elevator music.