 I'm like, are you father so-and-so? He's like, no. So he yells in the back and he's looking at me. He goes, pal, he goes, it's none of my business, but you look a little freaked out. And I said, well, father, I go on. I've never spoken to a priest before. I don't even know how to talk to you people. And I'm on a date thinking this, and then this happens. And as I'm telling him this story, out walks the same priest that was in Austin four months earlier. And I was like, it was him.