 And he goes, Peter Peters, we got your back. And he's yelling, you know, and so I talked to him for a few minutes, you know, a couple minutes. And then I went over to put my ballot in the box. The lady was really sweet. She goes, oh, it's really hot. Let me help you. And I said, well, I don't want you to get burned either. You know, we got the ballot in, and I walked away from the box.