He flits about the room looking for tidbits. Perhaps some fine poop. As the fly dines, he gathers and records the scene in his surround.
The Plan to Hide the Truth About 9-11 Begins
Even though it was the middle of the holiday season of 2003, the attendees all arrived at the scheduled meeting on time, if not a bit early.
Paul Begala arrived first as planned and worked with the Secret Service to insure that the meeting room had no bugs or recording devices. Jamie Gorelick arrived next, nodded hello to Paul, went to the sideboard and rounded up a bottle of spring water and a donut as provided. She noticed a fly indulging in one of the donuts and shooed the beast off in disgust.
"Imagine flies this time of year," Gorelick said to Paul then assumed a seat at the conference table.
Sandy Berger, Hillary Clinton and Bill Clinton arrived together. Greetings were exchanged, coffee or water obtained, the fly again was shooed off a donut.
Richard Ben-Veniste came breathlessly into the room five minutes later, threw his briefcase into a chair, picked up a bottle of water from the sideboard and again shooed the pesky fly off of the donut.
"How in the hell are flies still around at Christmas?" Ben-Veniste asked distractedly.
"I want whoever prepared the refreshments fired," Hillary said acidly. "There's no excuse for this fly in the room at this time of year."
Begala cleared his throat again after scribbling a note to himself to fire the refreshment staff as Hillary commanded.
"Okay, we're here to finalize The Plan," Begala said, using his index and middle finger of each hand to create imaginary quotes in the air as he said the words "The Plan" solemnly.
"I still think you're biting off too much here," Bill Clinton began. "I think we should stick to," here Bill stopped and looked to the ceiling for the delicate phrasing required. "I think we should stick to cleaning up any aspersions that would be cast on the Democrat administration over the 9-11 attacks and leave the Republicans alone."