Putin: What the hell is going on? I could use a little vodka stolichnaya.
Chirac: Merde! I have to look like I'm actually enjoying Bush's company...ze loser.
Bush: Woot r u laffing at Shiraack? U may bee taller than I, but me kantry is moor importent then urs. God Bless America! Stoopid frenchies.
Blair: Blimey! What are they bloody conversing about? It would honestly be quite pleasurable to find out! Oh, why won't they talk to me? I'm telling the Queen!
