 She sees Timothy B. sleeping on a couch in her living room. Oh, no. Oh, no, he's stuck again. Well, she woke him up from his sleep and said, why are you here? Well, Timothy B. apparently was quite polite. And he says, oh, I'm so sorry. And he started to pace the floor. And the lady says, I'm calling the police. And at that point, well, Timothy B. made like Jesse Owens and got the hell out of here, right?