So I'm like, I remember one time, shout out to Chrissy and Gerard. I was in their kitchen, and they had some friends over, and this lady had her little son running around. He's like six or seven, something like that. So she's like, Kev, what's going on? What you been up to? I'm like, man, working, you know, doing this, da-da. She was like, you got another job? I was like, yeah, man, you know, it's hard. I had to get another job. She's like, what you doing? It's like, I'm a stripper now, man. Call me chocolate drop. So I kept going, right, like, doing my thing. She leaves with her son, getting the car there off, and then my cousin Christina, who's sitting on the couch next to me, answers the phone, and she's calling. She's like, put Kevin on speakerphone. I'm like, what's going on? She's like, go ahead and ask him. She in the backseat of the boy, like, what's a stripper? The whole time the car ride home, she was like, well, I'm going to kill you.