#DinnerWithTrump

Imagine a golden-lit Mar-a-Lago table: Trump, in his signature red tie, sips Diet Coke. Conversation jumps from "beating China on trade" to "building the wall." He reminisces about *The Apprentice*, calls CNN "fake news," and boasts about his golf courses. You ask, "Regrets?" He smirks, "Only hiring losers who couldn’t fight." The menu? Well-done steak, ketchup on the side. He jokes about Biden’s ice cream habits, then pivots to Ivanka’s brilliance. "Nobody respects deals like me," he declares, signing a napkin with Sharpie. Dessert? Two scoops of vanilla. The night ends with a handshake and "You’re gonna miss me when I’m back in 2024."