 Okay. All right. We love you, Allison, no matter what you've done. She's going to get me, man. I'm telling you. She's going to get you so bad. She's going to get me bad. Real, real bad. But oh, for the love. Perhaps somebody should have just pulled that little lady back and said, sweetie, come this way. Yes. Just walk with me here. I mean, she does not have real friends. You know what I'm saying? She does not. Your real friends are like, look, no, no, don't do that. So is there?