pat. as she was patting me down, i was just thinking dear god, please don't let this plastic sound off. i know she is going to the hear it. i don't want to make it as obvious. maybe someone behind me or beside me could have heard it. she was like you're good. so i grab my bag, and i'm just thinking, like, whew. phase one, out the window. we got, you know -- i'm fine. ♪