 But I decided to take my day in court, and it was a very interesting situation. It was a small court in upstate New York. I called the judge, like a My Cousin Vinny type judge, like he was a jerk. I handed him a motion and said, like I didn't do it right, and I didn't know what I was doing, but I was trying at least. And I had handed him a motion so he had extended his hand to take it, but he didn't take it back. And then he barked at me like I did something wrong, so I went to take it back, and he whipped it, you know.