 Just what do they have left in the proverbial quiver that they can pull out and say, we've got something on you, we're coming for you if you don't step down? I'm not sure what the goods are, so to speak. Yeah. I mean, speaking of things in the quiver, you know, there's a steakhouse here in Miami where they have all of these servers at once come out and they present the steak to you in like this ornate, gold-encrusted briefcase, Clay. What does that cost? Do we know?