On a blind date Brunch Girl and Supper Boy toured the White House with a mutual friend called Snack Dude. Well, one thing led to another thing and S.D. (Snack Dude) and B.G. (Brunch Girl) began making out under the president's desk. "What's going on under there?" A grumpy security guard asked. "Nothing that you could handle grandpa!" S.D. exclaimed like a pushy bra salesman.