Meanwhile it's 3:00AM and we find the President not on vacation, for once, but at the White House, in bed. The telephone rings...
TELEPHONE: (ringtone: Cheech & Chong's "Earache My Eye")
MICHELLE: zzz...Huh? (elbows Barack)
MICHELLE: Honey, wake up. It's the "RED" phone! (more elbowing)
BARACK: Okay-okay, I'm up. No more elbowing. Who the hell are you, Kobe Bryant?! Give me the phone, Mama.
MICHELLE: Here, asshole! (hands phone upside down).
BARACK: (holds phone upside down) What? I can barely hear ya. What...shelling in South Korea? Did you wake ME... "THE PRESIDENT"... up at 3AM... to tell ME..."THE PRESIDENT"... I looked like an ASS and BOMBED at the G20 Summit in Seoul???!!! WHO is this, anyway? Is that you Hillery???!!! I'll bet it's you! I got your number, BITCH! Did Bill put you up to this?!