 It never ceases to amaze me at the airport, but I would think the media would be like, okay, I understand. It was 180 degrees. It felt like baking sunshine. And some of these people were reacting like they were from the 1940s. It reminds me of the people that are in a long coffee line and they get to the front of the coffee line and they decide that's when they want to read the menu for the lavender latte or whatever. That's not good. Or you're the ice cream person.