 But, you know, you need something to talk about in retirement. So Tim's going to be there pretty soon. He'll be complaining to us about cost of living and how much his beers cost. It's my mom. She's living in the 1950s press level. Oh, man. I remember my grandfather. We'd be at breakfast at 4.30 in the morning. We'd be in the parking lot waiting for the diner to open. And he'd be like...