Dad! Way to go. I can't believe you had that restaurant swarming with all of your secret servants. You ruined my date! And now, I'm going to die before I ever get to third base... I mean second base.

[Anna turns to see others in room]

Anna?

I'll talk to you about this later.

No, no. Stay. Pull up a chair. We were just discussing the G8 Summit in Prague, how to best persuade the EU leaders to adopt our plan for distributing humanitarian aid and medical technology to developing nations, but you had a bad date, so we should probably focus on that.

No, no, no, I'm so sorry to have interrupted. Excuse me.

[Anna leaves]

So third base is what again?

[indistinct mumbling]

Glad I asked.