I need a good review from you. I’m not lying online, man. I can’t do that. You’re our host. Yeah, yeah, yeah. We’ve been messaging you since Friday. Yeah, I know. That’s why I’m so glad that I got you before you’ve left. Yeah, if you respond to the text, that would have been a lot better than turning up at the door, wouldn’t it? I know, but I just really wanted to come and apologize to you in person. I’ve got a really, really, a massive favour to ask of you, okay? A favour? We’ve been messaging, saying about how the rooms are dirty and how much the furniture are broken. I mean, and now you’re asking us for a favour? Come on, this is ridiculous. Me, me. Cleaner is. Is. Guys, guys, guys, guys. I’m sorry. It’s Sunday, man. It’s Sunday. You had at least another day or two together. I need a good review from you. I need a good reason. We’re not. We’re not giving. No, no, no, no. I’m begging you. I really do. I don’t care if you’re begging. It’s the reality of the situation. Like, we spent, like, 400 quid. Come on, it’s not. Yeah, for an Airbnb as well. It’s not like I’m. Dude, we’re not asking for the Hilton here, are we? I’m on the bones of my ass. I’m on the bones of my ass. I’ve just lost my wife, right? I’m sorry. This is completely unprofessional. I’ve just lost My wife and I’m on the verge of losing the business as well. My life lived. Please have a heart. Have a heart.