XXVIII. The President.

**Setting:** The Oval Office, filled with historical artifacts and a large window showing the White House lawn. President Kamala Harris is sitting at her desk, reviewing some papers when the door bursts open.

**[Pirate swaggers in, sporting a weathered tricorn hat and a coat adorned with patches. A parrot perches on his shoulder.]**

**Pirate:** *(boisterously)* Ahoy, President Harris! I’ve sailed the seas and faced many foes, but I must ask ye—what’s with all the trolls in Belding Town, USA? With so many knights around, ye’d think they’d be kept at bay!

**President Harris:** *(raising an eyebrow, intrigued)* Well, that’s quite the question! Trolls in Belding? I didn’t realize we had such a situation. What have you heard?

**Pirate:** *(leaning closer)* Word from me crew be that these trolls are runnin’ amok, causin’ mischief while the knights be busy polishin’ their armor! It seems like a right odd pairing!

**President Harris:** *(chuckling)* It does sound unusual! Perhaps the knights are too focused on chivalry to notice the trolls sneaking about. Maybe we need to balance things out?

**Pirate:** Aye! A council of knights and trolls! They could work together to keep the peace! But what if the trolls be too stubborn?

**President Harris:** Then we might need to bring in some diplomacy! Maybe a summit where both sides can discuss their grievances over a good feast?

**Pirate:** *(nodding vigorously)* A feast! Now ye be talkin’! Trolls love their grub, and knights appreciate a hearty meal. That just might do the trick!

**President Harris:** Exactly! And who knows? They might find common ground over roasted meats and ale. We could even invite some artists to liven up the gathering!

**Pirate:** Artists? That be brilliant! They can spin tales of bravery and adventure to inspire both sides.

**President Harris:** And perhaps create a new alliance between knights and trolls—a united front against any real threats!

**Pirate:** Aye! Together they could defend Belding from any scallywags or sea monsters that dare approach!

**President Harris:** Sounds like we have a plan brewing here. Let’s get to work on it!

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**[The pirate tips his hat and offers a salute as he prepares to leave.]**

**Pirate:** Fair winds to ye, President Harris! I’ll spread the word among me crew about this grand summit!

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**[As the pirate exits, he can be heard shouting about trolls and feasts as he makes his way down the hall.]**

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