The Interview pt.1

[Illuminati]

We pan in on Governor Ryu Matsumoto and his suite walking into the lobby of Trump Tower in New York. Walking next to Ryu with a tablet is his Senior Advisor Rufus.

 

Behind them are Ryu’s children, Rika and Hide, and the security detail is behind them. Rufus is busy going over talking points he’s made notes of on his Tablet.

 

Hide is in his complete Matsuda gear while Rika is wearing a pink “NOT MY PRESIDENT” shirt.

 

RUFUS: Alright Govenah, the most important thing about this interview is that you make it CLEAR you hate the Spanishes.

 

RYU: I… I don’t think that's how it works…

 

RUFUS: Trust me, I know a Racisist when I see one and that Drump is a racisist.

 

RYU: … I don’t think his na… You know what, never mind.

 

The retinue approaches the reception desk in the lobby of Trump Tower. Ryu stops at the desk and waits for the receptionist to say something.

 

At first the receptionist ignores him, typing away at something at his computer. Ryu drums his fingers loudly in an attempt to get the receptionists attention.

 

The receptionist merely clears his throat loudly, as if to chastise Ryu. In response Ryu clears his throat a few decibels louder.

 

The receptionist looks up annoyed and responds dismissively.

 

RECEPTIONIST: Can I help you sir?

 

Ryu considers his next actions very carefully, he takes a deep breath and diplomatically responds.

 

RYU: Yes, I’m the Governor of South Carolina, Ryu Matsumoto. I’m here for an interview with Mr. Trump.

 

The receptionist looks Ryu up and down in disgust and then looks at his computer screen, clicking around in the schedule.

 

RECEPTIONIST: It says here your appointment isn’t for another 3 days sir.

 

Ryu looks down and massages the bridge of his nose in an attempt to keep his temper from flaring up.

 

RYU: No sir, my invitation clearly said that my appointment was for today.

RECEPTIONIST: Well my schedule here CLEARLY says that you are scheduled for next Tuesday.

 

RYU: NO THAT’S NOT HOW IT WORKS.

 

Rufus puts a hand on Ryu’s shoulder, Ryu immediately composes himself and replies calmly.

 

RYU: Why don’t you just call up to Mr.Trump’s secretary, I’m sure she’ll be willing to clear this up.

 

RECEPTIONIST: Why don’t you just step over there and give me a moment sir.

Ryu and his entourage step to the side as the Receptionist begins fiddling with his phone.

 

RUFUS: It’s awright Govnah I’m sure it’s a simple misunderstandin’ like a typo or something.

 

RYU: A typo?! Do you know how stupid that sounds? That’s not how it works! He’s just blowing me off… he’s probably picked someone else, why would he pick a freshman governor as Secretary of State.

 

RUFUS: STOP SAYING NONSENSE GOVNAH! Of course you’d be perfect for the job, and worse comes to worse we can take yer lil spiderlings to one of these fancy New York resturants.

 

RUFUS: Speaking of the Spiderlings, why aren’t they with their mother?

 

RYU: Oh she’s back on the road soon, she figured they’d be better off with me watching political stuff than watching the Hoots do whatever we do backstage.

 

RUFUS: That’s pretty smart… why isn’t your wife the Governah?

 

RYU: You aren’t helping Rufus…

 

HIDE: DAAAAAAAAD!

 

Ryu puts his face in his hands and sighs loudly

 

RYU: Yes Hide…

 

HIDE: I have a question about the Tower!

 

RYU: Why don’t you ask the receptionist, in fact he’s calling us back over right now.

The entourage moves back towards the desk, this time Hide rushes to the front of the pack and stands right next to Ryu.

 

RYU: Did you guys figure out the problem?

 

RECEPTIONIST: Yeah, it turns out you were right, your appointment was today, but there was a typo on the schedule.

Rufus can be heard in the background yelling “I TOLD YOU”

 

RYU: Excellent, I’m going to head up then?

 

RECEPTIONIST: Yes, just you, but your … “crew” can wait here.

 

RYU: Good good, and do you mind answering a question for my boy here?

 

Ryu makes his way to the elevators, escorted by Trump Security, and proceeds to get on an elevator.

 

Once Ryu is out of sight, Hide steps toward the desk and stands on his tiptoes so he can see over it. The receptionist replies insultingly.

 

RECEPTIONIST: Can I help you?

 

Hide just raises his hand and beacons that the Receptionist leans closer to hear what he has to say.

 

As the receptionist leans forward Hide spits a Purple Mist causing the receptionist to fall back screaming for security.

 

As Ryu ascends Trump Tower in a glass elevator he looks down to see the melee unfurling in the Lobby centered at the reception desk.

 

Ryu buries his face in his hands and sighs loudly.