 I haven't told the audience this, but I believe you were the first person who texted me when Trump got shot last Saturday. And I think you started off in Joy Readville. I don't understand your text, and let's have fun with this. Were you saying, is this real? Were you saying, like, do you believe this as in, like, can you believe this is even happening? Where were you when that – because I was on vacation. I was day drunk. Lincoln's like, Trump got shot. And I didn't believe him.