I would refer to him as Mr. Brown in the pharmacy. He was so upset. He was just yelling and angry and frustrated. His prescription wasn't ready. It was probably the third or fourth time that had happened to him. We were about to close for lunch. He was so angry that he wasn't going to have his prescription for another several hours. I offered our cashier to go ahead and go for lunch. She was frustrated. I sincerely apologized to him. I let him know that I wasn't just working in the pharmacy. I was almost, excuse me, also a customer. I completely understood if I were him, I would also be upset. These were, you know, medications that he needed. I asked the pharmacist if we could, any possible way, go ahead and get this taken care of for him. I talked with him for a little bit, smiled, asked him about how his day was going outside of this situation. We got to talking about his wife and his kids. Just general small talk. Got his prescriptions for him before we went to lunch. It was just, he was such a sweet gentleman. By the time that we were done, he did get his prescriptions. And it just took empathy. It took understanding. It took putting myself in his position so that he could understand that we understood where he was coming from. Sometimes that's all it takes. It was him understanding that us going to lunch or our needs were not more important than his needs. So we were able to just come together and do that for him. Yeah, we were late going for lunch, whatever. And it was just, it was the neatest little thing for him. So I would say that that was one of a few difficult customers that we were able to turn around just by taking the time to show that, you know, we actually did care. Those medications were important.