 Well, don't forget, he wasn't when I met him. He was just a teenager when I met him. He was very shy, very sarcastic, very pessimistic about everything. And when they came to New York the first time, no matter what we did for them, Andrew never thought it was good enough. We put them in a five-star hotel. Andrew thought it was a hostel. He went down to the restaurant. He looked at the wine. He was a big aficionado of fine wines.