"No wonder Charles specifically warned me before he resigned, to pay as little attention to Tommy's dumb ass as possible. To him, the Fraternity is like a Trojan horse, something to use when needed and toss in the drawer when useless. And what the hell are you up to now? Planning to sell our veterans like they're merchandise?"
Visibly displeased, Tommy looked at Ian: "I'm not selling veterans, I just want to expand some social connections, which is good for SSD too. Don't look at me like that, I donated a damn $500,000 in cold, hard cash. With a dinner of this scale, you're not even talking about West Point Military Academy, even the White House charity dinners can't compare. Moreover, it's going to be held during yours and Ted's stupid terms, enough for you both to brag about 'til death. This is a glory that Charles never had while in office."
