(If you have a copy of "Speak Softly Love", play it now)
(Smokey room, poorly lit. I'm sitting behind a huge mahogony desk in a navy blue pin-stripe, double-breasted suit.)
"I'm very pleased to see this gathering of the members. It touches me deeply when I see such loyalty displayed in this way. Please, everyone, sit down. Cappuchino? Espresso?"
"I've have called you together to discuss a matter of great importance. It has come to my attention that certain members of our family have been speaking of our 'relationship' openly on the forum board, and offering my services freely. This has me very distressed, very distressed."
"Many times we have had this discussion, and I have made it very clear that only a made member can speak of the inner business of the family. If my services are required, I am only too happy to help. But we all know the procedure, and the price. The back room at the FFR studio is the only place we shall dicuss business, and the doughnuts must be provided up front."
"I am sure that this little discussion should be enough to end this matter. No one wants to see a more direct form of dicipline occur. It would be a truly senseless waste of bagels. Yes, the price would be bagels."
"Now, if you will please excuse me, I have other business to conduct. JR, please stay. Let us talk of California."
