Yeah. My boyfriend at the time, he faked he was DJing, and he worked as a DJ and came back, like, way later than it was supposed to. And I'm like, where are you? Where are you? And he's like, oh, I got pulled over by cops, and I'm like, do you want me to come? What's going on? Why is it taking so long? Then he came back and fell asleep, and he gets a text. And the text says, oh, I had such a great night. And I started talking to her and find out it's somebody that I know. Oh, no. And she told me everything. She thinks I'm talking. She's talking to him. And I'm talking to her. Wow. I packed everything, what he had, his clothes, put it in his car, woke him up, said, you need to go.