 A guy got out of the car and he said, thought you were a child. I said, wouldn't that have been worse? He didn't really have an answer for that. But he did tell me his name was Corey. And he gave me his number. And I was on my way. Days later, I thought about Corey. And I wondered, more importantly, does he ever think about me? If you're wondering, Corey, please don't worry, I'm okay.