You are standing on the threshold of the president's office. It's a long story about why you were invited to the reception, how you got here, and why the security let you through.

Knocking on the door you hear an invitation to enter. Once inside, you see a man sitting at a table, his eyes fixed on a napkin in his hand.

How can I help you?

The man asks politely but coldly, looking up from his napkin.