 She looks at us with the air conditioning. Andrew sneaks out. He's not supposed to touch the thermostat. Yeah. And he does, and he gets it down to 72, and my poor wife catches pneumonia and starts having problems. Oh, man. Well, what's she have it set at if he brings it down to 72? She doesn't mind 78. Holy smokes. We're 10 degrees cooler at our house. We're at 68.