 John, I know what kind of food you'd like to eat. I will tell you a story from 2004. It was a Saturday afternoon. I resided in Anchorage, Alaska. My home was at my house. It was never my home. It was just a house. My house was a two-story house. The staircase went one direction, had a small landing, and then another direction. Does that make sense? Oh, yeah. Okay. All right.