The U.S. convoy pulled up to the white house and the marines pilled out the duck following. The duck held some papers in his wings and walked up the stairs. The secretary turned to the marines. “Why are you hear?” The marines pointed to the duck. The secretary stared, stunned. “I-is that the duck?”

“Yes ma’am.” said John.

“Let him through.” said the secretary.

The duck slowly walked into the oval office and stepped up to the president. It removed its sunglasses looked directly into the presidents eyes. The president took the papers and looked them over nodding. He handed the papers back to the duck. The duck took them back and looked into the presidents eyes again. The duck spoke but one word: “Aflack?”