 It's like the very few times I've been on like a really nice fancy date. There's one a long time ago. Like I'm fresh out of college. I'm 23 years old. Go to the nicest restaurant that I can find. And we sit down and I don't drink wine at all. And she clearly doesn't either, at least not to this degree. We're still used to like refrigerated Franzia, right? But we order a bottle.