 We're portly. I know, yes, yes. Portly gentlemen. But I tell you what, with this 90 degrees coming up, I guarantee by the end of next week, me and Ronnie will look like Brad Pitt on the cover of GQ. Just like Brad Pitt, I'm sure. I'm sure. Spoiler, probably. I mean, I was just looking in the mirror this morning going, ooh, legends of the fall.