Yesterday, Politico’s Arena asked what might come of the Obama-Romney lunch. Below is my submission, which was apparently too edgy for the stuffed shirts over at Politico.
As Lunch ends at Casablanca
Mitt and Obama slowly walk away from the West Wing toward the Rose Garden.
It might be a good idea for you to disappear from Casablanca for a while. There’s an ambassadorship to an international financial institution in Switzerland, I could be induced to arrange your confirmation.
My confirmation? I could use a job. But it doesn’t make any different about our bet. You still owe me ten thousand dollars.
And that ten thousand dollars should pay our expenses.
Barry, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Start music, softly, As Time Goes By
By the way, just FYI – Casablanca is Spanish for White House.