Ivanka the Enforcer

DT:  Pumpkin, could you come in for a minute?

IK: Sure, Dad, I mean, sure Mr. President.  President Dad.  Oh boy, this is so cool!  Didn't I tell you it would be great if you gave my own office?

DT:  Yeah, you did, listen honey ...

IK: And you know what's even better?  I told Tiffany that it's not me but White House security that blocks her calls.

DT:  You be nice to your sister.

IK: Half .. sister.

DT:  Okay, but listen, I thought it would be a good idea if you popped in to Steve's office.  I don't think he ever saw your photos from Aspen.

IK: You mean Mr. Bannon?

DT:  Yeah.

IK: But he has the NSC meeting coming up.  Even I know that and I don't really work here.

DT:  That's not a problem.  And  maybe while you're in there you might mention that he's off the NSC.

IK: WHAT?

DT:  He's off the NSC.  If you could just work that into the conversation it would be great.  Just make it quick.

IK: No way!  He can get so mean.  And he smells funny.  Why don't you tell him?

DT:  Maybe I could, but ... [quickly grabs telephone]  What's that?  A crisis you need me to fix?  Right away?

IK: Dad!  I can tell that no one called.  Come on, I don't want to do this.

DT:  You're the one who wanted to work here so bad, remember?  I tell you what, do this and I send you on some special mission to Paris.  How about that?

IK: Okay.  I'll do it.  It's too bad you sent Jared off to Iraq, or Iran, or whatever.  He could do it.

DT:  Listen, sweetheart, about Jared ...