President Daria Morgendorffer slowly walked through the Oval Office. She had finally done it. After years of hard work, she had won the presidency. She slid down into the chair.
"Ma'am? We need to get you set up with the nuclear weapons codes."
Daria frowned and turned to the Secret Service agent. "Is that really necessary?"
"I'm afraid it is." He lifted a suitcase to the top of the desk. "We call this the Football. An agent carries with him where ever you go. The agent has a special name."
"Let me guess. He's called the..."
The door to the Oval Office opened. In walked Kevin still wearing his football padding underneather the standard dark suit all Secret Service agents wore.
"Hi, Daria. Hey guess what? I'm still the QB!"
Daria hung her head.
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