 My first date, and you would expect this from me, my first date with my wife, Sarah. She's a huge Rolling Stones fan. Yeah, you're making the rest of us look bad. No, no. Our first date, and trust me, I had to pull out all the stops because I asked her out like 17 times. And I said, hey, do you want to go see the Rolling Stones? And she said, yes. September 23rd, 1997. And I knew.