 Um, she fainted and like I said, blew out her shoe and they dragged her into the back of the Scooby van. And then she popped, she came out of her daughter's what, I don't know, multimillion dollar, um, penthouse somewhere in New York city, looking like they had replaced her head. Remember that Chris? I do. And she's like, I feel fine. I feel great. So that was the morning I knew that, um, uh, president Trump was going to be our next president.