"Come on Georgie, Sweetie, put your gun down, you can retire now and go and play golf and jog and visit all your Saudi buddies, you probably have a pretty good 401K , hopefully it is not all in the stock market, but still.

Go home, dearie, I am not afraid, my bodyguard is in there and he is very hunky and muscley as you probably saw so why don't you just go home quietly and I won't say another word about it to anyone. Ok, deal? ", I said in my most fierce tone.

"OK, but only if I get a kiss too and don't be telling my Barbara either as she does not take too kindly to that type of thing." GW said in my ear.

Now we know who wears the trousers in that house.