 Looking forward to it. Yeah. And when I hear the interrogator steps entering the room and he says, hello, and I say, hello, it's as if I'm trying to converse with somebody, although it is interrogation, but you turn somehow, I don't call it affection. I don't know. It's a strange feeling. Maybe we should invent a new word. A special term. Yeah, for that. Is it just a craving for human interaction?