 No, ma'am. She got it. Unless you did too. What? I mean, it's your fault. It's all right. He's playing with you. He's playing with you. Well, okay. You guys look different. It's like a little mustache. It's like a little mustache. It's like a grumble. It's like a grumble. He's got one. That wasn't a honest one. We love it. It doesn't hurt. That'll be so sad.