Mister President, why did you take that Russian dude to a cheeseburger joint? What were you doing? Eating a cheeseburger? Sir, how does that look? You must have heard of the First Lady's obesity project? It's has been in the news, sir.
Okay, you shared the fries. Okay, you couldn't have just ordered a salad. Certainly not after that general -- rather now ex-general -- practically called you a wimp. He said the White House was full of wimps. You showed him the door and the boot. But what are you going to tell the First Lady? You do know the kids of America are always watching. And a good cheeseburger does taste good. But you are the President, and you have to lead and to sacrifice -- It's up to you, sir, to lead America away from the awful good tasting, fattening burger and fries to the bland salad bar. And only, sir, oil and vinegar toppings, no fattening dressings for the salad -- The very bland salad bar!
I know you are a capable man and you have the diplomacy all worked out. When you see the First Lady, you will probably smile and say something like -- "Cheese?" Or won't say anything. Will just smile.