 he said, let me tell you how myself and my wife, Andrea, we decided to stay in Storrs, Connecticut. We sent each other a text on Sunday night. That's married life. You do text each other in the house. Actually, that was the concoction. It was, look, here's the deal. On the count of three, we'll text each other from other sides of the house, either the word go or the word stay, and see where we're both at. And they both texted each other, you know, one, two, three, go.