I talk to that guy. I talk to that guy every f**king day. I find him to talk to him. I buy him little treats, I do. 'Hey, here's a Snickers. Take that. It satisfies. Enjoy the Snickers. Bye bye.' You know why I talk to that guy? Because when that day finally comes where he snaps and he comes into the office with an AK-47, walking through the halls, and he gets to my office, he's going to be like, 'Thanks for the candy.'