 And we did the trifecta. Yeah. Never done before. Never done since, by the way. Breakfast in Amman, in Jordan. Lunch in Jerusalem. And dinner in Beirut on the same day. On the real. I pulled it off. And you should have seen what happened. All of my friends who were on this trip, when they got off the plane in Beirut, they walked off like hostages. They were scared out of their mind. You know what happened 24 hours later? Each one of them came to me sheepishly and said...