Aide: I'm sorry, the President is occupied with an urgent matter and won't be able to speak with you.
Grim: Tell her it's Fourth Echelon.
Aide: She knows. Sorry, Grim.
Grim: Look, I know you think you're special because you sip lattes with the POTUS, but I have a lot of friends on Capitol Hill...
Aide: Are you threatening me?
: No. Get me the President if you ever want to work in D.C. again
. Now I'm threatening you.
Aide quietly scuttles away