when she was going to give you the zinger, her hand goes boop, and she did that to the reporter on television. when the reporter would ask her a question, i would say nancy going, oh, man, you don't know what is coming. i have a chill in my spine for you, man. i feel for you, man. and sure enough, boom. she was -- i loved her to death. i loved her to death. you know, i say that i became the pastry chef i am because of nancy reagan. and i mean it every time, i mean it. because she was so on what she wanted. and that was it. you better make your dessert. that time, sunday noon, again, remember, this will be tuesday night, to anything going on in my head at the same time, she's having lunch in the solarium of the white house, it's right on the top, beautiful home, and there was a table up there for some reason for something else, and the president was eating in one end and nancy reagan on the other end. they were eating lunch. when i came with a dessert, nancy reagan looked at the dessert and -- i said, man, brace yourself, man. and roland, that's not going to do. she would never say what, but t