 It wasn't this 90-degree angle. It wasn't even a 45-degree angle. It was like climbing a mountain. Yesterday morning, I mean, she is on the green mile. She'll be out. Yes, she is. I don't know if she's trying to cover for them. Whatever the case, she's on the way out. The security laughs every time I watch it. My mouth is hanging open. I shouldn't say that. I understand. I understand.