A quiet street in Michigan. Nighttime. Silhouettes of two people strolling down the street.
Obama: It's a beautiful night.
Clinton: I suppose.
Obama: (looking directly at Hillary)
With a beautiful view.
Clinton: Barack, stop. I am a married woman. Besides, I wouldn't be with you if you were the last politician standing.
Obama: Admit it. You'd take me over Giuliani.
Clinton: That's not fair, Bar. You know goddamn well he has herpes.
Obama: Even so... So Hil, have you thought about my proposition?
Clinton: On the off chance you win the ticket, then... yes, I'll think about it.
Obama: And if you win?
) Yes, you'd be my vice.
Obama: You're already my vice. (Swings Clinton around, tries to kiss her
Clinton: Bar, stop. We don't want to get the press talking.
Obama: I'm crazy for you Hil. There. I said it.
Clinton: That stunt you pulled in New Hampshire...
Obama: I didn't know my staffer's chose Jay Z's "99 Problem's But A Bitch Ain't One" as my entrance song! (This is in fact, true
Clinton: It's just...
Obama: Oh, no. Here come the waterworks.
Clinton: No Bar, listen to me. Can we just... go easy on each other? Just for a few days?
Obama: For you, yes. Yes, I will.They embrace
Clinton: Ha, ha. Who said I didn't have enough feminine charms to take down the enemy. Mwa, ha ha!
Obama: What does that mean?
Clinton: Oh, did I say that out loud?
Clinton: I... was joking.
Obama: Oh! Okay.To be continued...