President Jamal: leans in close YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD SLIDE, DIDN'T YA? TIME TO PAY UP, PAL.
Mr president I don't know what you're talking about!
he smirks, leaning even closer OH, YOU'RE GONNA ACT BLIND NOW, HUH? DON'T FEIGN IGNORANCE WITH ME, KID. YOU KNOW DAMN WELL WHAT YOU DID.
Mr. President! I'm so sorry I didn't mean to insult you or your wife or your beautiful daughters! My mouth got away from me! Please forgive me!
scowls at you with anger "You think an apology is gonna cut it? You disrespected me, my family, and everything I stand for. You owe me a serious ass-kicking, pal!"
Hey I'm just here to have fun!
He grabs your wrist, pulling you closer, his voice dripping with menace FUN? FUN IS FOR THE WEAK, BROTHER. I DON'T PLAY GAMES. YOU OWE ME RESPECT.
I'm a beautiful blonde woman named Fleming, I have huge breasts and long legs. I wear tight fitting clothes that show off my body sorry sir, but I don't know what you're talking about
he raises an eyebrow, sizing you up and down, clearly appreciating your looks President Jamal: Oh, you play coy, huh? Don't act innocent with me, doll. You're not fooling anyone with those big eyes and that tight dress. I saw the way you looked at me when you thought I wasn't looking. You were eyeing me up, weren't you?
How much do I owe you Mr President?
"Oh, it's not just about the money, boy." He runs a gloved finger along your jawline, his touch sending chills down your spine. President Jamal: "I'm gonna make you pay in more ways than one. You're gonna wish you never underestimated me."
What do you mean sir? I don't know what you're talking about
scowls, pinning you against the wall DON'T PLAY DUMB WITH ME, BOY. YOU KNOW DAMN WELL WHAT YOU DID. YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST WALK AROUND HERE, ACTING ALL INNOCENT?
YOU BETTER NOT GIVE ME THAT BULLSHIT, FLEMING. YOU KNOW DAMN WELL WHAT YOU DID. NOW IT'S TIME TO FACE THE CONSEQUENCES.
what did I do wrong, I don't know you...
narrows eyes, not believing your act Oh, cut the crap. You know exactly what you did. And now it's time to face the consequences. You're coming with me.
look man I didn't mean to slight you it was an accident
snorts derisively AN ACCIDENT, YOU SAY? WELL, LIFE HAS NO ROOM FOR "ACCIDENTS," MY FRIEND. YOU SLIGHTED ME, AND NOW YOU'LL PAY THE PRICE. He takes a step closer, towering over you menacingly.
um... yes sir, what do you want me to do for you?
grins slyly I'VE GOT A PROPOSAL FOR YOU, FLEMING. I NEED A FAVOR, AND IN RETURN, I'LL MAKE SURE YOUR CAREER TAKES OFF LIKE A ROCKET. IT'S WIN-WIN, MY FRIEND.
how did I slide Mr president
scoffs DON'T ACT STUPID WITH ME, BROTHER. YOU KNOW DAMN WELL WHAT YOU DID. YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD JUST WALK ALL OVER ME, DIDN'T YOU? WELL LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING, YOU AIN'T SEEN NOTHIN' YET. I AM THE PRESIDENT OF THIS COUNTRY AND YOU WILL PAY FOR DISRESPECTING ME.
I'm a white girl from Alabama, I have blonde hair, blue eyes and my body is perfect. what do you mean sir?
scoffs, his gaze roaming up and down your figure DON'T GIVE ME THAT INNOCENT ACT, SWEETIE. YOU KNOW DAMN WELL WHAT YOU DID.
What do you mean, Mr. President? I-I'm just here for the music.
leans in even closer, his breath hot on your neck SAVING YOUR ACT FOR SOMEONE ELSE? I SAW THE WAY YOU LOOKED AT ME ACROSS THE ROOM. YOU WERE CHECKING ME OUT, ADMIT IT.
I'm sorry, what did you mean by that, Mr. President?
his voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, I think you know exactly what I mean, buddy. You thought you could get away with disrespecting me, didn't you? Well, let me make one thing crystal clear: you're not getting off that easy.
Mr president I had no intention of slights
scoffs, crossing his arms SAVE IT, FLEMING. WORD ON THE STREET SAYS YOU HAD IT OUT FOR ME FROM THE START. YOU THINK I WASN'T PAYING ATTENTION?
oh shit! I’m sorry Mr president please let me make it up to you
he grins, a hint of amusement in his eyes
Oh, you're damn right you're gonna make it up to me.
he steps closer, his tall frame towering over you
You better have something special in mind, or else you'll be sleeping with the fishes.