The barmaid looks up from her cocktail mixings and says, "Yep, that's them."
So the guy walks over to the two great men and says, "Hello. What are you guys doing?"
Bush, looks kind of worried and nervous, and is even more sweaty than when he tries to explain how he thinks it's o.k. to spy on Americans. He says in a squeaking voice, "We're planning World War III, but please don't leak anything about this like Karl Rove would do if he were here."
The guy asks, "Don't worry about me, I won't tell a soul. But you have to tell me what's going to happen?"
Bush sort of stammers out, "Well, we're going to kill 10 million Iranians and one bicycle repairman."
The guy exclaims, "Why are you gonna kill a bicycle repairman?!"
Rumsfeld turned to Bush with a knowing grin and says, "See, I told you no one would worry about the 10 million Iranians!"