~ Oh – my God – Mr. President. Thank You!
~ I take credit for everything.
~ Thank you. Thank You!
~ You’re welcome.
~ Let me shake your hand.
~ Of course.
~ I suppose a hug is too much?
~ Not at all.
~ Oh. Oh. You are Death’s dream.
~ Any chance you can take out Biden?
~ Oh, I am but a foot soldier. Anyway – he wears a mask.
~ Coward.
~ I love it when you talk like that.
~ He’s keeping his distance.
~ But you don’t.
~ I got guards. No one will get closer than six feet.
~ Of course.
~ I like that – six feet.
~ Why?
~ That’s how deep they bury you. Ground Zero.
~ But aren’t you worried about your followers?
~ Why?
~ Well – you’ll lose their votes.
~ Nah – that doesn’t matter.
~ But you’ll need every vote.
~ Oh, we just get them from the graveyard, too.
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