 I said, well, Bernard has to go back to art college outside of Dallas, so he won't be able to come, but okay, I'll do it. And I brought the paintings up. Wednesday at 1 o'clock, my mom dropped me off, and I went through the whole speech about, you know, what the artist was thinking, and there were a lot of patronly-looking gentlemen sitting in a semicircle, and I figured, well, they must be legitimate art collectors. And instead of saying at the end of my speech, instead of saying...