 And we're just as frustrated as we were last night. Nobody feels better. Nobody feels better. Nobody. Nobody feels good about what just happened. Same thing last night. I'm more triggered now. That's right. All right, coming up, she ate 348 slices of cheese in eight minutes. Wow. Gotta love her. How's she drive? Pro eater. Mickey Soda. We'll ask her. She drives well. She doesn't poop too well, though. That's a woman with good timing.