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"No. It has to be firm, yet approachable. Demand attention, yet show that he is approachable."

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Russel laughed.

"Chief Dainty Rice. Chief Petal Pusher."

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Betty smiled.

"I like that. A play on words."

I slumped on the bed.

And so it began.

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Baron.

"Chief Operating Officer."

Russell.

"Chief Buffalo Dung."

Betty

"Chief Oslo Norman."

Baron.

"Chief Financial Officer."

Betty.

"Chief Petty Officer."

Russell.

"Chief Petty Criminal."

Baron.

"Chief of Police."

Russell.

"Chief Shitting Bull."

Betty.

"Chief Flushing Bowels."

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"Chief Dan George."

"Chief Cook and Dishwasher."

"Chief Crazy Legs."

"Chief Sacks of Kiwaga."

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"Chief Pontiac."

"Chief Dodge."

"Chief Nissan."

"Chief Volkswagen."

"Chief Toyota"

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I was getting a headache.

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"Chief Hiawatha."

"Chief Lowawatha."

"Chief Midawatha."

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"Chief Kardashian."

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Silence overtook the room.

Calvin had joined the name search.

Everyone looked at everyone.

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Everyone shook their heads.

"Hate the Kardashians."

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"Bunch of losers."

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"Who are the Kardashians?"

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"I think they are from the planet Lindsay Lohan."

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"No. Brittany Spears."

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"Is she still around?"

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I stood up.

"This is getting nowhere. We may as well call him Chief Mac."

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