The Brinkley College Ghost

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I hate it because I cannot stand to lose money. Right. So I'll play a penny machine and a day. Oh, yeah.

Give me a penny machine. Yeah. Exactly. That's what I know.

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Jax are better to open. I've never. I've been into a casino one time and it was when I was in New Orleans the last couple months because I had to pee so bad. Like I thought I was going to die.

That's where we did. And we were in a weird, like wherever. I don't know if you've ever been in New Orleans. There's like the big casino there and it's in the like kind of the uptown part of New Orleans, not the French Quarter, which is like where all of the historic stuff is or we were staying.

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Well, y'all, let's go ahead and segue in. Today we got to go story. I'm excited. I love to go story.

This is freaking crazy too. So this month's story takes us to Memphis, Tennessee. It is our favorite place to go of Tennessee. Come on.

And we're going to the Brinkley College for Girls. Okay. Yes. So the college situated between Fifth Street and Georgia Street was built in 1855, so prior to the Civil War.

Yeah. And it was built by Colonel W.J. Davy. He wanted to give himself a grand mansion.

I mean, who doesn't? Right. He probably won the lottery. Yeah.

Yeah. Scratch offs. Yeah, that's what it was. So the two story home was designed with stucco in a classical revival style and in any southern mansion.

There has to be large columns. Oh, yes. Obviously. They have to sweep across the front of the house.

And in this case, there were six stately columns, just so you know, you know, it really screamed look how rich and important I am. Well, then my house has columns. You do. Oh, there's four.

Yes. Look how rich and important you are. I mean, come on now. All our cracked concrete slabs that they are.

I don't have a damn column. My grandmother's house has four columns on the front of her house and they're on these like really pretty like brick, like almost like brick pedestal type things. And you think, oh, how nice. They move.

They like, they're like unsayable. Oh, that's like I'm working. They're going to fall at any point. That's like the scary.

It's terrifying. I like your grandma's house. I really love it. Anyway, back to this house.

Back to this house. So the house at the top of a small hill surrounded by trees and while it was visible from the road, the trees really offered a lot of privacy and beauty, you know, things you can't get from a rickety old fence. So now at this point in time, prior to this of a war, which would start about six years later, Memphis was a boom town. Yeah.

So it was on a riverfront that made trade relatively easy on the Mississippi. So there were a lot of goods coming in and out of the city and a lot of money to be made. So we've got a lot of people who are actually very wealthy in the city. Colonel Davy was doing pretty well for himself and he wanted a status symbol of his wealth.

And what better than a big mansion on the hill with columns? The columns just like Holly. Holly. Holly.

Holly. Holly. Don't have no columns. So upon completion of the manor, Colonel Davy and his family moved in.

After a few years, Colonel Davy decided he wanted to invest in the railroad, which was planned to come through town and provide additional opportunities for trade, travel and overall city growth. Seen an opportunity for even more wealth. I mean, why not? I mean, go big or go home.

I mean, I guess not. Colonel Davy wanted to lay his money down and bet it all on the railroad. I mean, it's pretty solid bet there. Yeah.

Because the railroad, I mean, come on, that's pretty smart. But unfortunately, Colonel Davy didn't have the liquid assets available to invest. So where there's a will, there's a Davy. Oh, gosh.

Colonel Davy contacted his friend, Colonel Brinkley, and asked... Who calls these colonels? You know, we all bread and snuckles. We all fought in the American Revolution.

They're all just colonels. They're all colonels. That's right. Okay.

That's right. I mean, think about KFC, he was a colonel. That's true. I think Colonel.

So he contacted his friend, Colonel Brinkley, and they were talking about it, and he ended up borrowing money against his home in order to fund the railroad venture. So essentially, he second-mortgage his home to be able to put money into this investment. So risk. Yes, it is.

But you know, it's a risk that seemed to make sense because he was set to profit pretty substantially off his railroad. And it would be ongoing profit. So he could pay off the second mortgage, the original mortgage, and still make bank. So I mean, that seemed logical.

Colonel Brinkley's like, yeah, dude, do it. Go ahead. So I have a saying, never bet the house because you'll end up in a tent. Colonel Davey bets the house.

And for a while, all is well until the start of the war, because what happens is the state of Tennessee commandeers the railroad for their own usage, and Colonel Davey's investment is no longer profitable. Essentially, he loses everything, including his home because the bank was getting ready to foreclose on his house. He couldn't pay either mortgage. So he's facing embarrassment.

He's facing not just embarrassment from his family, but also society because he's a colonel. He's well to do. He has that large mansion upon the hill with the columns. That was kind of sad, though.

It is sad. It really is. I mean, to kind of go from one state to another, I mean, I think it's easier to go from being poor to rich than rich to poor. Yeah, for sure.

So he doesn't really know what to do. He reaches out to Colonel Brinkley and tells him the situation and Colonel Brinkley says, son, I'm going to buy your house. Okay. So he does.

But here's the deal. I buy it, but you have to sell it to me at a loss. So essentially you have to sell it to me for substantially less than it's worth. And you've got Colonel Davie over here going, well, okay, but I also have to pay off my debts.

What am I going to do? Yeah. And he says, okay, well, I'll give you the rest in cash. How much do you need to pay off your debts?

And he says $15,000, which in the mid-1800s was astronomical. Yeah, that's crazy. So he gives him $15,000 in cash and then buys the house at a loss from Colonel Davie. So they negotiate.

He pays off all of his backers. He's good to go and sort of leaves the house in shame with his family. Brinkley gets a steal of a deal. Now, for Colonel Davie, his mental and physical health began to fail quickly after that.

And not too long later, they said that he went insane and died. Wow. Yeah. Colonel Brinkley really didn't want to live in the home.

He decided that he was going to turn it into a small college capacity of 50 students. So over the next couple of years, Colonel Brinkley invested time and money and renovated the home into an educational facility. The college was set to be for females only. Yeah.

Interesting. So initially when I was reading this, I was like, wow, college for women at this time period. I mean, that is. It was pretty progressive and something I started thinking about in this time period, most of the people who were more progressive were the ones who were wealthier.

So you had, you know, affluent men, they had these wives and daughters who were a little more educated. You saw women who were fighting for suffrage or the vote, you know, women's health rights and then later on in time, the temperance movement. So this wasn't uncommon, but it was kind of strange. But the more I looked into it, it wasn't a college that we know in a traditional sense.

It was kind of like a high school, like a middle school high school, kind of like a private like middle school high school. Like a boarding school kind of. They didn't live there. Oh, yeah.

It just had classes and that's what it was. So they went and did like math, English, science, social studies? Well, and more refined things too, like piano, French, those kinds of things. Kind of like a reform school.

Like, you know, like a more like a classy finishing school. Finishing school. Finishing school. Forget about it.

Yeah, we learned that in a shank. This is more like, you know, we learned how to walk properly like a lady with a book on her head. Gotcha. Yes.

But they were motivated. Workers reported some strange going ons. There were odd noises that sounded like someone was moaning or crying. And when the workers would go check, there was nothing scary.

So the construction team started to believe that Colonel Davey was haunting the property because, you know, everybody knew his story in town. He was tormented because he had lost his home to bad investments in his life, but they believed, you know, he probably just came to pay a visit, make sure we're doing what we're supposed to be doing. The renovations were completed in 1868 and the college opened to the first all female class under headmaster J.D. Meredith.

In 1871, a music student by the name of Clara Robertson, she was 13 years old, began attending school. People had been whispering for quite some time about the possibility of ghostly activity at the college, but no one had really seen anything. That isn't until poor Clara. Clara was reported to be a very studious, but very nervous person.

She was in poor physical health but was determined to complete her schooling. Clara was on the second floor in the music room that featured a large baby grand piano. She came in and sat her music down on the table next to the piano with the window slightly in the jar. The weather had been unseasonally warm for February, so Clara was enjoying a warm breeze.

Clara's professor had instructed her to work on plain scales. Clara had a recycle coming up and she was preparing for it. So she sat at the piano, moved her music right in front of her and started playing several notes. Suddenly, the warm breeze changed into a harsh and extremely cold wind that knocked all the sheet music to the floor.

Annoyed, Clara moves from the piano bench to gather the scattered music. As she picks her sheet music up off the floor, she gets this strange feeling that she's not alone. She looks up and across the room is a young girl, believed to be around 8 years old, in a dirty pink dress with a dirty face staring blankly at her. Oh my god.

Ghost children. Ghost children is scarier than anything. They play with me. Clara looked out of scream as she stunned by the girl's appearance.

She didn't hear anybody come in and she's like, what the heck? The young girl appeared thin and almost emaciated. Clara assumed that perhaps she was maybe an orphan, maybe she's a beggar, maybe she like snuck into the school looking for food or shelter or something. So as she examined the thin young girl, she realized her face wasn't just dirty.

Why? It was skeletal. The girl starts walking towards Clara. Clara runs like hell out of the room nearby.

Yes, do a nearby bedroom. She slams the door behind her and covers her head with a blanket shaking uncontrollably. Okay, that's dumb. I mean, she's 13.

Go find an adult. I think she was probably just going for what she could see first. That would be my guess. She thought it was safe.

The blanket's going to protect you. No, it's not because there's an ex part. The ghostly girl didn't give up and enter the room. She came up next to Clara and put her bony hand on the pillow next to Clara's face.

Clara starts screaming hysterically. And right in front of her eyes, the ghost girl disappears. Clara jumps out of bed and runs to find the headmaster. She shares her experience with anyone who will listen, but most people just laugh her off.

She's just kind of muted as like, oh, old, nervous Clara. Blessed. Poor girl. She's locked by her classmates and teacher.

And all of a sudden, she just can't handle the pressure of that recital. She's lost her crap. She's lost her mind. So Clara was like, F this.

I'm going home and telling my daddy. So she does. Clara's dad was a renowned Memphis attorney, J.D. Robertson.

So she goes home, tells her dad about the ghost girl. And her dad listens to the story and is like, whoa, whoa, they're there, Clara. Everything's going to be fine. And she's like, no, no, it's not.

I'm never going back to that school again. And he's like, now Clara, do you think that maybe the stress is just getting to you? So now dad's like, girl's crazy. Well, he's trying to be rational, right?

He's trying to calm her down. He wants her to go back to school. Like, you know, it's probably nothing. Just chill out.

So she's like, oh, okay, it's probably nothing. So the next day she goes to school and nothing happens. It's just a normal day. And nobody's talking about it.

And she thinks, ah, I bet you some of my friends are playing some kind of drag on me. And so she's like, okay, okay. And so things seem normal. So the next day she goes to school and she's in class with two other students and a teacher with the skeletal young girl in the pink dress once again appears.

Yeah. Clara is like, oh hell no. She runs straight back home, back to her dad and says, I am never going back. I told you she appeared again and other people saw it this time.

I'm not going to say anybody else here. Yes. Yes. So the teacher saw it the two other students saw it.

So dismayed her father is like, okay, something's wrong. You know, I'm going to begin my own little paranormal investigation here. So JD had a client who was a well-known clairvoyant named Mary Norse. So he asked Mary, listen, would you be willing to go to the college and see if you can communicate with this girl?

So what does she want? Why is she following my daughter kind of thing? So Mary was like, of course, I'd be delighted to love nothing. I mean, this is this is right up my alley.

What I live for. Exactly, because it pays my rent. So Mary was able to communicate with the spirit and reported back that the young girl had bonded with Clara and just wanted to be friends. Hard pass.

I don't think so. I don't think so. I'm good. Most of my friends are alive.

Yeah, I'm good. So Mary advises young Clara. You know what, honey? Go back to school.

And when the ghost appears to you, just go ahead and talk to her. Well, don't. I say don't engage. Yeah.

And apparently Mary, the clairvoyant is better than us. And she was like Clara, honey, just talk to her. She just wants to be friends. So I mean, she felt that engaging in conversation might help the ghost to feel more cared about and eventually would leave Clara alone.

So Clara's like, cool. Okay, adults are telling me I have to do this. So all right. So Clara goes back to school and while hanging out with two other friends, the ghost once again appears, Clara didn't scream.

She started waving at the ghost and suddenly the ghost waves back at her and she starts walking towards the ghost and the ghost starts walking towards her until they're relatively close to each other. And Clara says, Hey, girlfriend. What's your name? And the ghost replies, I'm Lizzie, Lizzie Davey and you don't need to be scared of me.

I'm not going to hurt you. Clara responded by saying, you're the daughter of Colonel Davey? And Lizzie said, yes. Clara stated, well, Colonel Davey is dead.

And she said, yes, but this house meant so much to my father. I just wanted to make sure it was well taken care of. Of course, Lizzie Davey had passed as well and had been buried somewhere on the property in a pink dress. Clara told Lizzie that she was just a teenager and really couldn't do anything about the mansion.

Like I can't control what people are doing here. I'm 13 years old. She said, but my father's a lawyer. Maybe he can help.

Lizzie said, maybe I should pay your father a visit and give him some specific instructions for the home. Yeah, girl, just coming back to the house with me. I mean, who wouldn't love that? What?

Yeah. One, why are you showing up as a skeleton? You don't want us to be afraid of you, bitch, please. Exactly.

Come on, that'll sweat shirt. Come on. Like, put some skin back on your face and let's look like a normal child. Exactly.

Oh my God. Yes, it was creepy. So I don't like it. I know.

So Mr. Robertson, he went back to the school this time. He was armed with Mary, the clairvoyant. And they both talked to the headmaster, who was royally pissed off.

He was like, look, this is hogwash. And if word gets out that my school is haunted, my reputation and my career are going to go down the toilet. I am not helping you with this, you know. Oh my God.

The hippity-dibity stuff. Like, this is not real, so you can just go on. Yeah. So Mary, the clairvoyant told Mr.

Robertson, you know what? We need to have a seance. We need to call her here, ask her what she wants and figure out how to get rid of her. And you know the best place to do it.

The best. Well, your house, Mr. Robertson. Why?

I don't understand that. I mean, if you want to go where the ghost is living, why don't you go to the school? Yeah, do it at the school. I think it's because the headmaster was like, absolutely not.

I mean, don't tell him. What kind of security you got in the 1800s? I don't think not. I don't think a lot.

There's no more after hours. I know what it is. You're a little sight on. And get out.

Exactly. Exactly. So Mr. Robertson wasn't totally down for this at first.

You don't say. But Mary encouraged him. She was like, you know what we'll do. We'll send out invites.

Oh my God. Yeah, we'll let the public know this is really going to help. This is really going to be great. So I was worried about Mary at this point.

I think that Mary is like, what is she on drugs? No, homegirl is cashing in. It's what she's doing. Hey.

You'll see. Oh, okay. Tons of people showed up on the night of the seance to watch. And it was publicized friends, neighbors, people from the community.

Everybody came. So Clara was there. You know, Mr. Robertson, Mary was there obviously.

They're all around the circular table. And of course, who shows up? The headmaster. Of course.

Because he's there to say, this is BS. This is just here to say, this is junk, right? So it starts. They dim the lights.

They're holding hands on whatever they do to get into their trance. Mary calls out for Lizzie to make herself known. Lizzie does not appear. You don't say.

Lizzie, Lizzie. Keep going, saying it over and over. Suddenly, Clara, who's sitting at the table, begins to act strangely. She starts violently shaking as if she's having a seizure.

Mr. Robertson demands Mary stop this. But Mary keeps channeling Lizzie and telling her to come forward. Poor Clara falls to the floor and continues to violently shake.

Her father and many other party coars are panicked. Clara finally stops shaking and lays limp on the floor. Mary assures everyone, this is normal. Mr.

Robertson is done and tells everyone, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, Suddenly, Clara begins moving wildly and then stops. She slowly gets back into her seat and sits at the table as if nothing happened. Mary gives Clara a piece of paper and a pencil and instructs her to write down the name of the person who is now inhabiting her body. Clara writes down the name, Lizzie Davie.

Mary goes on to ask questions to Lizzie. Soon, the whole table is asking questions of her. Eventually, Mr. Robertson asks, why have you chosen my daughter to talk to and through?

Lizzie said, quote, she is the kindest person in the house. And I want her to own it, end quote. She explained that there was a large jar buried beneath a stump in the backyard. Her father had buried it there before he died.

Lizzie stated that inside the jar was jewelry, money, and other important documents. Lizzie stated that her soul wanted Clara to have these things so that she could rest. The items would be long now to Clara. She warned, however, that if anyone else took possession of the property, she would continue to haunt it and even curse it for anyone ever who was to purchase it.

She would have stopped talking and started shaking again until she was calm and returned to herself. Mary assured everyone that Lizzie had now left the building. I'm glad she knows. Well, that's a lot.

I mean, that was a lot from one night. So what happens? The story blows the hell up. The media is all over this.

And suddenly, people from all around are seeking out both Mary and Clara to have a seance because they want to meet Lizzie. Suddenly, talking to the dead was trendy. And enough people with enough money started to participate in these parties all around Memphis, where they would channel Lizzie. There were bars created, especially for the occasion and ghost cocktail recipes became very popular.

I mean, I kind of love that. I do too. That's fun. Yeah.

Very spooky. Pretty soon, all these parties were going on with seances, Ouija boards, you name it. As per Yoush, a horrific experience was out turned into a money making venture. Fun.

Yeah. Meanwhile, back at the school, the headmaster was tired of all this mess. He and a few other men went to the school, found the stump, and started digging. So five feet down, what did they find?

Brick. Yeah. Not a jar. Not a jar.

Well, the digging occurred. And apparently Lizzie came to her and asked her, Hey, girlfriend, why are you not digging? Claire is like, dude, I'm a 13 year old girl. Look, I don't dig.

I don't dig. I don't dig. Lot the hard labor and I play piano. So that's a hard pass.

And Lizzie's like, listen, you need to get over there and I want you to start digging. You have to be the one to find it. So Claire is like, all right. So she goes over there and then happily you're like, yeah, well, there's a trouble.

You do it. So after a few digs, Claire passes out. Now they weren't sure if she passed out from the stress of it, the fact that she had to do manual labor or the beating hot sun, nobody really knows. But nonetheless, Mr.

Robertson was like, mmm, this is too much for my daughter. I think that we need to have one more seance. We need to ask Lizzie to come to me from now on, like not my daughter, come to me. So they did.

And Lizzie agreed. She was like, okay, so you can be the one to find the jar. It's fine. But here's the deal.

Once you find the jar, it has to stay closed for 60 days. You cannot open it. Mr. Robertson agrees.

He's like, okay, cool, cool, because she says I will curse the house if you don't listen to my instructions. So Mr. Robertson goes back behind the house and he starts digging himself. He somehow moves past these bricks.

I don't know if he starts digging on the other side or what, but he finds the jar. He could see through the dirty, clear glass. There were envelopes inside of it. Yeah.

So he was said to take it home and hide it, not telling anybody about it. And soon he decided it was best that, you know, maybe he should end up letting the press know about his little secret. What? Why?

I don't know. So he did. And the 60 day countdown began. Everyone was excited about this.

This is like a Geraldo Rivera. Let's open Al Capone's vault on live TV kind of thing. Like everybody was invested. So on the day the jar was supposed to be open, they decided they were going to hold an event at the Green Law Opera House and they sold tickets.

A dollar a person. They planned that proceeds would go to a local orphanage. Oh, okay. They also sold merchandise.

Oh, you know, everybody was fired up. You know, what could be in this jar? Well, the day that they had planned never came into fruition because Mr. Robertson claimed that when he went back to the back of the house with the jar, he was attacked by three men who hit him over the head with a club and stole the jar.

Never to be seen again. Wow. How convenient. Interesting.

So it was also convenient that Lizzie never took over Clara's body again, nor did she appear to her. In fact, Clara would go on to complete school somewhere else. She would move to Arkansas, get married, have a family and live a relatively happy long life without Lizzie. Brinkley College, however, closed.

Their reputation was ruined and they closed the same year because they were getting bad press and people who were attending the school were so terrified that they chose not to come back. Yeah. So as far as the mansion where all of this occurred, it was run down. They tried to rent it out.

So a local family paid a very small fee to keep out the property. They lived next door. They were like, okay, well, we'll keep it up for you. This family that lived there for many years until a Yankee offered to rent the house from Colonel Brinkley.

And but that fell apart because it was discovered that the man only rented the house to hold sales. Oh my God. Yes. And to see if there was a ghost jar.

So there were like major holes in the backyard because they're like searching for this. So they're looking for the ghost jar. Looking for those charries holding seances. He's making money off of it.

And eventually he's addicted. No more. Exactly. You're done.

Exactly. So, uh, it's got to be on the lease. No seance. No pets.

No seances. No, no digging in the backyard for jobs. No, what in the art party. Exactly.

No Ouija boards. Isn't it terrible? I mean, that you would have to even say it, but you would. I guess.

So eventually the caretaker who lived next door actually moved into the house to take care of it for a while. And a while on hard times, the home eventually was divided into apartment spaces. So rail workers would end up living there, which is kind of interesting because the rail road was what started kind of the nest all at one time. Anyway, eventually other people owned it.

It was purchased by a paper company for pennies, which I was like, what's it under? Yeah. Yeah. So kind of is interesting because maybe Lizzie's curse kind of came into fruition in a way.

I mean, it seemed like anybody who ever had this house didn't fare well. I mean, I feel like the seance guy would have been fine. He probably would, to be honest with you. I mean, he was making the rent.

Yeah. Not a problem. He was fine. Exactly.

So the home ended up being scheduled for demolition to make room for manufacturing. Oh, yeah. Yeah. The paper companies warehouses, they were like, listen, we need some more space.

So this place has to go. So an investor came along to dismantle the house with all the materials inside of it. And it was actually planned. Some of the house was planned to be rebuilt in Jonesboro, Arkansas.

Okay. I don't know if it did and whatever happened. But it seems that. And this is just my opinion, but it seems like all of this was faked in order to get some publicity for Mary in order to get some money.

I don't know if this was something between Mary and Mr. Robertson and the daughter. I don't exactly know. I mean, probably.

Yeah. Yeah. I mean, it just seems like it happened and they were making money off of it or they encouraged it to happen to make money because from my understanding, Colonel Robertson had fallen on some hard times, not as bad if like losing your house. Right.

So I guess the status he had before. So it could be the reason. Yeah. Yeah.

And Lizzie had died in the mansion and she was buried in a pink dress that had strawberry juice stains down in front of it because I guess, yeah, I don't really. So I guess the day she died, she had spilled juice on her dress. I don't really know what she died of, but it was her favorite dress. So they just buried her in it.

And also, you don't have to worry about changing her deceased and dealing with rigor. You know, like, I just can't get her arm in there. Yeah. So that's the story of the Brinkley College ghost.

That's a lot. It's crazy, isn't it? That's something. Yeah.

I'm saying I'm not a fan of Mary. No, Mary's shady. Mary is for sure. I feel kind of bad for this headmaster who's like, what the actual hell is that?

I do too because this poor individual is like, this was bullshit all along. I knew it. I tried to say something. And now I'm unemployed.

Yeah. He saw the writing on the wall. For sure. Or on the Ouija board.

Yeah. Yeah. He saw it. Yeah.

Well, folks, this is our episode for this month. What a good one. Yes, it was really exciting. So I tell you, Tennessee always brings it.

I sure do. I always do. Well, listen, if you want to email us, Haley can like, I'll be back. Plus, Haley can let you know how to do all that.

Yeah. So you can email us at mountainisseries.abolaction at gmail.com. Find us on Facebook, Mount Mysteries, Tiltron, and Palachia. Find us on Instagram, Mount Mysteries, Mount Appalachia.

And you'll find us at run our Patreon at patreon.com slash mountainisseries. Our Patreon is going to be structured just a little bit differently from here on out. So we are going to have just kind of a flat fee, which will go for the extra episode over on our Patreon. So we'll be kind of phasing out our different tiers and stuff like that and going to like a flat rate for the month to get our extra episode.

Yeah, absolutely. So also, if you want to follow us on our new platform, we would love to have you there. This is Deep Thoughts with Holly and Haley. So you can find us over there at Deep Thoughts with Holly and Haley on Facebook.

You can find us via email at deepthoughtswithh and h at gmail.com. You can find us on our Instagram at deepthoughtswithh and h. And you know, if you want to hit us up on Patreon, that's still our mountain mystery. So it's mountainisseries.abolatchat.

Patreon.com.com. So yeah, sorry. We have not yet figured out if and what we would do with a Patreon for our Deep Thoughts channel yet, but maybe more to come in the future. And we really encourage you guys, please send us voice memos, please send us emails about the things that you're struggling with.

We would love to talk to you on this platform. We'd love to talk to you on that platform. So email us, talk to us. That's what we're here for.

And next month, Haley, it's got an episode for you. Sure do. So exciting. We will see you like a period next month.

Fingers crossed. Bye.