 She gets her words mixed up. So she calls her, what's up, what's up? She goes, oh, what's up you tonight? She said to us once, she says, tarama salata is quite funny. She goes, tarama, rama, salama, salami. Like, you know, any combination of the words. And we laughed. You know, she said something wrong. And she says, it's my Plymouth patois. I'm the only person that speaks it.