 I want everybody to win. That's not my fault your team stinks, but I want your team to win. If you need help, you tell me. I'll send you Grimace. Grimace gets out there. Oh, the swag he'll come back with. This is for four years from now. You can't get anything done on a short between June and November this year. No, I got to strike while the iron's hot on Grimace now, but I can't. I can't. I can't shelve Grimace until 2028. Also, you know, if you've seen his diet, he may not be around in four years.