"So long as there are no more Latino jabs... The phrase<em>a thing for</em>seems a bit insulting to me." He frowned deeply and crossed his arms, somehow off put by that little quip in a way he couldn't quite vocalize. "Well, we can't go anywhere public for dinner. That's a scandal waiting to happen. I'm not honestly sure how my<em>wife</em>manages her<em>affairs</em>... I don't ask questions and she keeps things out of sight and out of political mind."<br/><br/>"Would you feel comfortable at my home? I can have something prepared, and the dining area is big enough that it may as well be a restaurant -- you'll probably get a good chuckle out of the hypocrisy of it all. Me constantly pretending to be an 'average Joe' for the voters while owning a half million dollar home in the nation's political capital that I paid cash for once getting elected to office..." He grinned in self-mockery, knowing that she, the most of all of his staff, would appreciate the irony.