 coming down the stairs in the empty house. And she said they were kind of light footsteps, you know, like a child's footsteps. And she didn't wait to find out what was coming down the stairs, whether it was a child or not or whatever it could be. They just dashed out of the house, locked it behind her and didn't go back. And then she kind of handed me the keys. You know, there you go. I thought, all right, lovely. And I opened the door, I went in.