 Everybody at the bar getting tipsy. Okay. That doesn't sound like singing. That sounded like talking. Can you sing it for us? That's what I asked you. I mean, I can, but I don't really want to. I know you don't want to, but you do want the gig, don't you? And so it will pay. It's incumbent upon you to do what I tell you to do, or you will be gone. Go ahead and sing for us. Everybody at the bar getting tipsy. All right. Very good, Jay. I feel sorry for this kid having to deal with me. Could you imagine?