 Good feeling, no. She's a warm conversation that I wouldn't miss for nothing. She's a fighter when she's mad, and she's a lover when she's loving. Then all of a sudden there's something like, oh, medical emergency. I don't know. It looks like he's going to fall off the stage now. He's waving to Robert Byrd. Robert Byrd's dead. The exalted cyclops of the Ku Klux Klan. He's gone, Joe. You eulogized him. I was there, remember? I was working that day. Dr. Jill's waving for him now. She's got to go do surgery.