 Well, I went to high school with a guy named Casper John Van Woodson. I thought maybe he and your friend are one and the same. Oh, I don't know. John, are you doing anything tonight? No, Dot. Why? Would you drive me down to the Woodhaven Church? Oh, why? I mean, if you're not doing anything. Yeah. Okay, Dot, I'll drive you. Oh, it's far enough away, so, well, you might as well just stay for the meeting.