 And we would sing to each other in fake musicals. We had an IBM Selectric in our living room. The typewriter had just come out. And I'd be in my room and I'd hear her get out of her bedroom and she'd type out a sentence. And I'd go, ah, game on. And it would be the beginning of a conversation. We'd be these characters. And then I would continue on. And this would go on all night long. So you ended up with this whole script. With the whole script, yeah.