 reaches underneath his jaw, as you said, to sort of steady it. Right. And then snaps the can down on top of his teeth and hands the beer off. That is... Yeah. So much as breaking a sweat or looking nervous in any way, shape, or form. Like they'd done it a hundred times with that same alligator. Something they do every weekend. Maybe that's their buddy. I don't know. We didn't get the full backstory. The idea that you take that gamble of the alligator not surging at the last second to take a snap at your hand. Yes. You were maybe a little too comfortable. Hmm.