 So a woman stops me the other day. I'm in my neighborhood. She shouts, hey, Frank. And I stop. And, you know, she's as polite as can be. How's Rachel? How's Carmine? You know, I listen to you every day. I heard you at 2 a.m. yesterday. And honestly, she never introduced herself. She never said, hey, I'm Shirley, you know, wherever. I have no idea if this is someone that I've ever met before or not.