Yeah, in Paris. Oh yeah. We found a place that was a restaurant. Downstairs they had a bar, a room that they didn't use anymore, but it had a piano. We used to go there. The waiters knew us all. We would congregate in this room, sometimes just a pianist and myself. That was wonderful. My ears were wide open. Oh, and I want to tell you about when I was in <span class="otherMatch" rel="popover" id="other_1815_1246938">Paris</span> and Kenny Clarke and me had a band. It was Don Byas. It was full of wonderful musicians. When I first arrived in Paris, I was all of what? - 17 or 18. Someone took me to Le Boeuf sur le Toit, which was a very famous nightclub. This was an afternoon thing. It was a jam session. I walked up to the guitar player, and I said, "You're good," with all the authority of a 17-year-old. He said, Merci. " I said, "No, I mean, you're really good. " "Merci. " I said, "What's your name? " He said, "Django Reinhardt. " You knew that?