 Yes, it was the FEMA guy. Before the storm. Right. Before a barrel. And he started at the guy's bicep, and he touched all the way, gently stroked his arm all the way down to almost his wrist. Yeah. The guy's like, ooh. Just sat there for a little bit longer. He took his other arm, and he stopped biting his hand from continuing, because who knows where it was going next. I don't even want to know.