 All right, well, that's so ridiculous, an ultra-romantic Franz Liszt, like, oh, I'm dying, and I love you. So it's like poetry of, like, overripe fruit, isn't it? It's like, oh, my God, better eat this. I don't know. I don't take it that way. I don't take it that way because— No, I'm talking about Liszt, why Franz Liszt would be attracted to that character.