Lavan Tiri wrote:New Cobastheia wrote:
Nez put her forearms onto the table and clasped her hands together as she leaned towards Russell, "Well, nothing against you're character, competency, or capability to be a good diplomat or chairman, but last time I checked I ran a place worst off than Louisiana could ever hope to be and had to deal with a whole lot more intervention from the federal government than any Southern Republican could ever dream of and actually did well enough to get re-elected, and then I did well enough again to the point where I could of ran for and won a third term if the Supreme Court didn't rule against it."
"I know I'm ready to be the Commander in Chief if Levi gets shot or goes awol. But I'd have to agree with you that you probably wouldn't be the best diplomat in the world if you want to do this over barbeque."
Overall, there wasn't anger in Nez's voice per say, but one could definitely tell she wasn't happy with the fact that she came here to get some wings and now had this going on.
"Ouch," Russell chuckled, as the waitress arrived with their food, "and to the contrary, difficult conversations should always be had with good food." He tore a strip off a hot wing and chewed thoughtfully before swallowing. "Eating is elemental. Essential to every one of us. Families eat together. You ever read The Cathedral? The jackass main character can't see his wife's blind friend as human--until they eat dinner together. It's exaggerated, sure, but the basic premise is true. But I digress."
He shook his head and sighed. "Kathleen, I'm not attackin' you. Or at least I don't intend to. And I'm sorry for any offense I've caused you. But these are questions you'll have to face up to, from journalists, colleagues, ordinary folks. There's definitely a way to use your relative obscurity, define you in the eyes of a public that hasn't seen you yet, and if that's what we're doing then we'll do that. I'll stand by Levi's choice and do my damndest to make it work."
There was a moment's pause as Russell ate another wing.
"Now see, that's a good response right there. Hit back. Show some spine. Don't take shit. Democrats are terrible at fighting back and everyone knows it. Break the stereotype."
"Maybe between the tense moments, but not during. Food is best when celebrating, not debating if you ask me. And I haven't heard of it before, sounds like a good read though." She said before Russell apologized as she took a wing for herself and started biting at it, dipping it in various dressings between bits.
She waited for Russel to finish off until she spoke again, having downed her wing by that point, "What do you think I've been doing it all my life? Sitting still and watching the world go by?" After speaking she grabbed another one off the plater.









