 We met again in New York City. He'd come to New York. I'd gone home to New York. And we were crossing 7th Avenue. And he just sort of waded out into traffic. And this taxi almost hit him. And then he said, well, didn't you notice that that taxi was being driven by the Secretary of Defense? And he tried to kill me. And it was pretty clear to me that the taxi had not been driven by the Secretary of Defense. And I thought, uh-oh. I mean, things have changed.