 I have no idea. I think it's got a better taste, like getting everything out of your mouth even. It wakes you up. It's like, oh, okay, we're out on a boat in the sun. I'm having a beer. This feels good. I cleaned myself as best I could. I know it's a shocker. Black t-shirt, black shorts. So we get in the car and we're going to a restaurant after the thing. I look down at my shirt. I'm like, oh, man, this isn't coming out. There's a macaroni on here. It's not particles. It's just like stained.