May as well learn some manners... So say it again properly this time please.- … Yes I do Sir.- Good girl! But not so good that you deserve to see it... though. Rise up please.She did as instructed as I released her arm and instinctively went to massage her bum.- No, don't do that. Don't massage your bum. Kneel in the middle of floor instead, with both arms behind your back grabbing your elbows and wait for me there.As she did as she was told I went to the bedroom and grabbed a thick black scarf. “Yes, those. But what about a job? I mean with the big dollars he might not want to work, but knowing the man like I do, like we both do; I’m thinking he is going to want to work regardless,” she said.“I think you are right in that regard. But I will leave it up to him,” he said.“Blake, what if, when we do tell him, that he just tells us to go to hell,” she said. The man looked down.“That could happen, and then we play the hole card and pray for the best,” he said.“You mean Candace,” she. "Carl is a total Mama's boy for sure, aren't you, baby?" Amber interjected, at which point the firstborn of the twins blew his mother a very sweet and innocent kiss, making her cry a little.Once she was done with that, Amber selected the Blue Plate Cheese, a pastrami sandwich on sourdough with blue cheese, mustard, pickles, mushrooms, onions, and tomatoes. This came with waffle fries and ketchup, plus a root beer float. David opted for the Rowdy Reuben, a classic Reuben except served on. Polls ran earlier today show that the majority believes he is going to give into the terrorist threat despite his opposite to such policies. The minority believes the opposite, but without good explanation.An aide suddenly steps out and a hush comes over the crowded room. “The president will give a short speech, but he will not be answering any questions,” she announces.When McKinsey steps out there is not a single clap or cheer. This is not the time to have any of that and every reporter there.