 By the time I got back to the room, she was on fire because how much was the nine-inch pizza? Go ahead. Take a guess. I don't know. Like $22? I don't know. $47. Whoa. Yeah, that was my response. You got truffle? But you fancied it. You ordered the truffle pizza. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. No, no, no. No, it's a regular, like, you know, margarita pizza. Yeah. What was it?