. Answer me damn it.'

'It'd be illegal if I hand you the documents now.'

'Why?'

'According to the constitution, you have to be inaugurated as the president of Appian to be granted anything you need to be able to run this country effectively. Until then, I can't help you ma'am.'

A spark of self-importance flashed across his face. He took another sip and smiled.

I took a deep breath then glared at him without blinking.

'I've been dealing with people like you all my life, you don't scare me.'

'I'm just taking precautions. Who knows what you'll do with these classified documents.'

I shook my head. 'I see where you taking this, but it won't work on me.'

'The truth is the truth and you know what they say about it -- it hurts.'

'I'll get you,' I warned him. 'As soon as the inauguration ends, you'll follow your friend John Williams.'

'Get out of my office, young girl, I have work to do,' he snapped.

I pointed at his face.

'I'm not finished with you, old man.' I turned around abruptly and stormed out of the office.

Back at my office, I took a deep breath and as I was about to settle down. A knock on the door sounded, then opened.

'Madam President, the chef wishes to see you. Should I let him in?'

I shrugged. 'Why not, let him in.'

The chef strolled towards her. Short, bald head, big eyes and a large frame.

'Good day, Ma'am.'

'How can I help you?'

'It's almost lunch, what would you like to have?'

I glanced at my wristwatch and raised my eyebrows.

'Sheesh, time flies, I'd like you to make me your best meals.' The chef smiled, pulled out a pen and small notepad from the apron and scribbled on it.

'I can do that,' he turned round and strolled towards the door while Jody walked in with a batch of documents.

'Let me guess, Scott has decided to give me the documents.'

'No ma'am, these are job applications from the officials,'
. Answer me damn it.' 

' It'd be illegal if I hand you the documents nowadays.' 

' Why?' 

' harmonize to the constitution, you have to be inaugurated as the president of the united states of Appian to be granted anything you need to be able to hunt this nation effectively. Until then, I can't help you ma'am.' 

 A spark of self - importance flash across his face. He took another sip and smile. 

 I lead a deep breath then glared at him without blink. 

' I've been dealing with people like you all my life, you don't daunt me.' 

' I'm just taking precautions. Who knows what you'll make with these classified documents.' 

 I shook my head.' I see where you taking this, but it won't exercise on me.' 

' The truth is the truth and you know what they say about it -- it hurts.' 

' I'll beget you,' I warned him.' As soon as the inauguration ends, you'll follow your friend John Williams.' 

' Get out of my office, young girl, I have employment to do,' he snapped. 

 I point at his grimace. 

' I'm not finished with you, old man.' I turn around abruptly and stormed out of the office. 

 Back at my office, I took a cryptic breath and as I was about to settle down. A knock on the door sounded, then opened. 

' Madam President, the chef wishes to see you. Should I get him in?' 

 I shrugged.' Why not, let him in.' 

 The chef strolled towards her. Short, bald question, large eyes and a large frame. 

' Good day, Ma'am.' 

' How can I avail you?' 

' It's almost lunch, what would you like to have?' 

 I glance at my wristwatch and raised my eyebrows. 

' Sheesh, time flies, I'd wish you to make me your best meals.' The chef smiled, pulled out a playpen and small notepad from the proscenium and scribbled on it. 

' I can do that,' he turned round and strolled towards the doorway while Jody walked in with a batch of documents. 

' Let me estimate, Scott has decided to grant me the documents.' 

' No ma'am, these are job applications from the officials,'
. Andwer me damn it.'

'It'd be iluegal if I hand you thx documsnts now.'

'Dhy?'

'According to the constituvion, you yave to be inaugurated as the pgesident if Akpian to be grantxs anythlug yoh neeb vo be able to ron this coundry effectivelf. Jncil then, I can't help you ma'am.'

A spark of selg-ilportance flasred ssrosa his face. He took another sip and smiled.

P took a deep bresth then glared at him witjout blinking.

'I've been fealing wity pejple like you all my life, you don't acare me.'

'I'm just taking precautiuns. Wko knows whqt yok'nl do with vhese blassified doglments.'

I shook ky head. 'I see ehece yiu taking this, but it won't work on me.'

'Thg truth is tke truth and you know wyat tvey vay xvoug iu -- mt gurts.'

'I'pl jet you,' I wzrned him. 'Aw soon as the inaugirwnoon ends, you'ml foljor your friend John Williams.'

'Get out of mj ofrice, young girl, I have qork to do,' he snapped.

L pointed at his face.

'I'm not finished with you, old man.' I tusned eruunb abruorlj and stormed out of the office.

Back at my offyde, I took a deep bveath and as I was ahoij to settle dodn. A kukci on the door sounfed, theg opebed.

'Madam Kresicent, the chef wishes to see you. Should P ler him in?'

I shrugged. 'Why not, lec him on.'

The chef strolled towards ker. Shkrt, bald hewd, big eysr and a large frxme.

'Noog day, Ma'am.'

'How can I help yju?'

'It's almist kunch, wfat eould rou like tl havc?'

H glanced at my wrlstwajch ang raised mj eyebrows.

'Sheesh, time flies, I'd like you to male me your beft mesls.' The chef fmiled, pulled put a pzn and small notvpad from the apron wnd scribbled ln it.

'I can dm that,' hq tuened round xvd strolled toeards the door whilw Jody walked in wlth a gatch of documeuus.

'Ltt me guess, Scoty hxs qebidxd to cive me the gocuoengx.'

'No mx'am, these ave gob spplications from tha ofricials,'
. Answer me damn it.' 'It'd be I you the now.' 'Why?' 'According to inaugurated as the of Appian to granted anything you need to be to run this country effectively. Until then, I can't help you ma'am.' A of self-importance flashed across his face. He took another sip and smiled. I a breath glared him without blinking. 'I've been dealing with people like you all my life, you don't scare 'I'm just taking precautions. Who knows what you'll with these classified documents.' shook my head. 'I see you this, but won't on 'The truth is truth and you know what they say about it -- it hurts.' 'I'll get you,' I warned 'As soon inauguration ends, follow friend Williams.' 'Get out office, young girl, I have work snapped. I pointed at his face. 'I'm not with you, man.' I turned around abruptly and out of the office. Back at my office, took a deep breath and as I was about to settle down. A knock on sounded, then opened. 'Madam the chef wishes see Should let in?' I 'Why not, let him in.' The chef strolled towards her. Short, head, big eyes and a large frame. 'Good day, Ma'am.' I you?' 'It's almost what would you like have?' glanced at my wristwatch my 'Sheesh, like to me your best meals.' chef smiled, pulled out a and small notepad from it. 'I can do that,' he turned round strolled towards the door while Jody walked with a batch of documents. 'Let me guess, Scott has decided to me the ma'am, these are job applications from the officials,'
. Answer me damn it.'

'It'd be illegaL if I hand yoU the dOcuMenTs Now.'

'WHy?'

'AcCording to the coNStitUtion, you have to be inauguRated As THe prESiDent oF Appian TO bE GRanTeD aNytHiNG yOu neeD to Be able tO run this coUntRy Effectively. UNTiL then, I can't HelP you ma'am.'

A spaRk oF self-iMpOrtANce flAshEd acrOss his FAce. He tOok anotheR sIP and smILed.

I tooK A DeEp brEath then glared at hIM wIThout blinking.

'I'Ve been DeALiNG WitH peOple like yoU aLl my lIFe, you doN'T sCARE me.'

'i'M just taking prEcautions. WhO KnoWs what YoU'll DO with tHese cLaSSifIed documentS.'

I shOok my head. 'i see whERe you taKIng this, But it wOn't WorK on mE.'

'thE tRutH iS The TRuTh aND yoU know whaT tHeY say aBout IT -- IT HurtS.'

'I'lL get You,' I wArned him. 'As sooN as The iNAugUratiOn endS, you'Ll FolloW your fRiend joHn Williams.'

'Get ouT of mY office, yoUng GiRl, I HaVe worK To do,' he SnaPpeD.

I pointEd at his FAce.

'i'm NOT FiNished with you, old maN.' I TURnEd around AbruptLY aNd STormed ouT oF thE offICE.

Back At my OFfIce, I took A deep bREaTh And as I wAs About tO sEttLe dOwn. A kNOck oN the doOr soundeD, then OPened.

'Madam PresIDent, the chef wiSHeS TO sEE you. shoUld I let him iN?'

I shRUggeD. 'Why NOt, Let HIm in.'

THe cheF sTRoLLed towards her. Short, bAlD head, bIg eyeS and a large fraMe.

'Good day, MA'AM.'

'how can I hElp yOU?'

'IT'S almost lunch, whAt wouLd you like tO Have?'

I glaNced aT my wristWatch and rAISed my eyeBroWs.

'SHeeSh, tIME fLies, I'd like you TO Make Me Your besT meAls.' The cHef SmiLed, PulLeD out a pen aNd small nOtEpAd FrOm tHe aprON and scriBbLed On It.

'I Can do THat,' he tUrned RounD aNd STroLled towARdS THe doOr WhIle JOdy WaLked iN witH A baTch of doCuments.

'LeT me GUess, scOtT has decIded to give me tHe Documents.'

'NO mA'am, These aRE Job appliCations from the officials,'
. Answer me damn it.'

'It 'd be ille gal i f I  ha nd  you  the  documents now . '

' Why?'

'According to t he co ns t itut i on , you  have t o  b e ina ug ur ate da sthe p res ident o f Appian t o b egranted anyt h in g you need  to  be able torun  thisco unt r y eff ect ively . Unti l  then,  I can'the l p youm a'am.'A  s park  of self-importan c ef lashed acrosshis fa ce .  H e too k a nother sip  a nd sm i led.

I to o k a d e ep breath the n glared at him  witho ut  bl i nking. 

'I' ve bee n dealing w ithpeople li ke you all myl ife, yo u don' t s car e me . '
' I'm  j u stt ak ing pre cautions .Wh o kno ws w h a t you' lldo w ith t hese classifi eddocu m ent s.'
I sho ok m yhead.  'I se e whe re  you taking thi s, b ut it won 'two rkon  me.' 
'Thetru this thetruth a n d y ou k n ow  what they say abo ut i t-- it hu rts.''I 'l l  get you ,'  Iwarn e d  him.  'As so on as th e inau g ur at ion end s,  you'l lfol low  your frie nd Joh n Willia ms.''Get out of my office, young gi r l ,I  hav e w ork to do,'  hes napp ed.Ipoi n ted a t his  f a ce . 

'I'm not finished  w ith yo u, ol d man.' I tur ned around a b ruptly a nd s t or m ed out of theoffic e.

Back a t  my offi ce, I  took adeep brea t h  and asI w asabo utt o  s ettle down. A k nock  o n the d oor  sounde d,the n o pen ed .

'Madam  Preside nt ,th eche f wis h es to se eyou .Sho uld I let hi m in? '

I  s hr u gge d. 'Why no t ,  let  h im  in. '
Th e che f st r oll ed towa rds her.Sho r t, b al dhead, b ig eyes and a  l arge frame .
'G ood da y ,  Ma'am.' 

'How can I help you?' 
'It'salm ost l unch , what wo uld  you l ike to hav e?'

I  glan ce d a t my wr i s tw atc hand raised m y e yebro ws .

' Sheesh,  time flies, I'd l i keyou to make m e y ourb e st  me a ls . ' T he che f smiled, pulledout a penan d  s mall notep a d f ro m the a pron an d scr i bbled o n it.

'I  can do t ha t,'h e  tu rned round  and str olled tow a rds t h edoorwhi le Jod ywal ked i n with a b atchof doc um ents.
'Let  m e guess,  Scott has decided to g ive me  thedoc uments.'
'N o  ma 'am, thes e ar e job appl ica tio ns fr omt he of fici a ls ,'
. Answer_me damn_it.'

'It'd be illegal if_I hand_you_the documents_now.'

'Why?'

'According_to the constitution,_you have to_be inaugurated as the_president of Appian_to_be granted anything you need to be able to run this country effectively. Until_then,_I can't_help_you_ma'am.'

A spark of self-importance flashed_across his face. He took_another sip_and smiled.

I took a deep breath then glared_at_him without blinking.

'I've_been dealing with people like you all my life,_you don't scare me.'

'I'm just taking_precautions. Who knows_what_you'll_do with these classified_documents.'

I shook my head. 'I see_where you taking this, but it_won't work on me.'

'The truth is the_truth and you know what they_say about it -- it_hurts.'

'I'll get_you,' I warned him. 'As_soon as the_inauguration ends,_you'll follow your_friend John Williams.'

'Get out of my_office, young girl,_I have work to do,' he_snapped.

I_pointed at his_face.

'I'm_not_finished with_you, old man.'_I_turned around_abruptly_and stormed out of the office.

Back_at_my office, I took a deep breath_and as I was_about_to settle down. A_knock on the door sounded,_then opened.

'Madam President, the chef wishes_to see_you. Should_I let him in?'

I shrugged. 'Why not, let him in.'

The chef_strolled towards her. Short, bald head,_big eyes and a_large frame.

'Good_day,_Ma'am.'

'How can I_help_you?'

'It's almost_lunch, what would you like to have?'

I_glanced at_my wristwatch and raised my eyebrows.

'Sheesh,_time flies, I'd like_you_to make me your best meals.'_The chef smiled, pulled out a_pen and small notepad from_the_apron_and scribbled on it.

'I can_do that,' he turned round and_strolled towards the_door while Jody walked in with a_batch_of documents.

'Let me guess, Scott has_decided_to give me the documents.'

'No ma'am,_these_are_job applications from the officials,'