 How are we going to pay for the next load of gas? So she goes, okay. She takes a blue bucket, fills it with all the money, right? Covers it with trash so it looks like trash. And walks out with the worker and they're holding it like, oh, it's nothing. Very calmly go to the car. Mrs. Park didn't say anything that day when she got home. She just ate her dinner and told her kids to go do their homework and not bother her.