So it wasn't a personal item. About 10 years ago, my ex-husband and I went out to get a pizza. And we're sitting in the car, and I put the pizza, like, on the dashboard. And the pizza, being hot, steamed up the windshield of the car. And in the windshield, somebody had written, which I now know was his boss's daughter later on, I love you in the window. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.