25 people? A common class size.
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Hello Class, I'm Mr. DeSantis, you can call me Mr. D, and I need you all to listen up because I'm going to call the roll. After I call the roll, tell me if your name was not on the roll and we'll make a note to the office. After the roll we'll discuss the Woke Narra-- I mean The Narrative and you'll need to put your phones up and get ready to write some notes. Then we'll--
"Scuse me Mr. D."
Can it wait til the roll?
"I don't know, Mr. D."
Well (sigh) what's your name?
"wha-- Are you taking roll?"
[long slow breath] Yes. Taking roll just for you. What's your name?
"Jerry."
OK, Jerry, what seems to be the problem.
"Did you say your name was also Mr. Scott?"
Mr. Scott? As in Tim Scott? Yes. Yes, you've got me. I am obviously he.
"For real?"
[head bobbles] No not for real, are you deaf? I said first thing that my name is DeSantis.
"Well where is Mr. Scott's speech?"
what- ah-eh I DON'T KNOW. Do I look like I run Tim Scott's campaign? Maybe check out in the hall, see what it says on the events bulletin board.
"Mr. D?"
YES [checks notes] Jerry.
"Permission to be excused?"
YES. YES. You are excused. Everybody's excused. Go. Go.
[most of the crowd shuffles out except for Grammaw and Gum-Smacking Escort Who Follows Presidential Campaigns]
Grammaw: This Tim Scott looks almost white, but he's shorter than I expected.
Escort: Short or long, it's all a day at work. HEY GOVERNOR. [waves phone] I got me a Square reader that'll accept campaign expenses! Wanna come get some thigh food?
[DeSantis' head bobbles, sweat trickling down forehead as camera slowly moves in and FADE]