I haven't seen much of West lately, but, I took a box of his stationary, so, from time to time, I send him faxes. From himself. From the future. [reading fax] "Ludwig, at 8 A.M. today, someone poisons the coffee. Do not drink the coffee. More instructions will follow. Cordially, Future Ludwig."
No![knocks coffee out of Veneziano's hand] You'll thank me later.