So that squawk was one of the most hilarious things that Henry had ever heard come out of the FSOTUS, and he let out a rather undignified snort in respond, the same one that Henry had given him hell for. "It appears that you have become the Thanksgiving Turkey, should I pardon you now? Is it anything like knighting?"

He imagined knighting a turkey, but well that would be Alex-- wouldn't it?

"Oh, should my ass write you out a cashier's cheque?" he said this with a smirk while he held up his forearm to attempt to parry the rather insistant assault on him. And with nary a body guard detail around, he could be beat down upon without any alarms being raised up; he rather liked.

"Should I make this checque out to 'Alex's Prick'?"