After being searched and cleared of all weapons, Coleman approaches the door with his crew and reaches for it before pausing. He then turns around and sets up a small speaker and hands one of the men a phone. "Okay..." Coleman begins, "I need you to play the national anthem as I walk in, to make it seem like we are a legitimate country, understood?". The soldier nods his head and Coleman smiles as he turns back to the door. As he opens the door and walks in he smiles confidently knowing their anthem, [i]God Save The South[/i], would be playing. After a few steps, though, he heard something different. "Rollin' around at the speed of sound, got places to go gotta-" Coleman's eyes widen with shock and he quickly turns around leaving the room and slamming the door behind him. Some yelling is heard from behind the door. "HOW'D THE HELL DID YOU PICK THE WRONG GOD DAMN SONG!?!?" And after a few minutes of telling a loud smack is heard. A few seconds later Coleman opens the door and the correct song plays as he walks in, though by this point president Nixon is on the ground, laughing so hard he's almost crying. Coleman's face gets a bit red from embarrassment, but he continues on.

"Good morning, Mr. President, I'm Confederate President Coleman A. Osburn. Thank you for seeing me on such short notice." He helps the president to his seat, and then sits down himself. "See, at the moment we are the two countries occupying what used to be the U.S. and after hearing about your country I believed I should come here and create some ties and make a few deals so we don't have 'disputes' over territory." He reaches into his suit and pulls out a folded piece of paper. As he unfolds it, he reveals it to be a map of the U.S. with a line drawn vertically from Texas upwards. "Now, I know countries need land to show power, and that's what this does. We are basically splitting the country 40-60, and to show you I really want this deal to go through, I'm offering up Arizona and New Mexico, two states I've cleared of any and all Deathclaws or mutants that could harm my people. You'd be receiving two states already established, as well as the other nearly half of the U.S." He stops and calls in a soldier who hands him a stack of papers, stapled together, and he places it down. "If you're interested in knowing the specifics of it, it's all in here. This is the North American Alliance Treaty, or NAAT if you will. I'll be heading north after this meeting of all goes well to meet with the leaders of the Consulate of Rupert's Land to try to get them to sign as well." He quickly looks at his watch to see the time.

"Now, it also says that we should not go to war with each other, and instead form a continental alliance to fend off any external threats to our countries' national security. Not only that, but when one of our countries go to war the others must support them in some way, whether it be sending money, supplies, troops, etc. This will also establish a somewhat continental U.N. Type of thing where each of the leaders will meet together at least once every month, if needed I will supply transportation because I'm not sure how developed yours or Rupert's land countries are. This is where we will discuss topics of interest and decide what is best to do. Now you don't have to agree right now, I fact I'm not sure if your government system allows you to, but think it over and see if there is anything you don't agree with. If you would like me to leave. Now, just ask." He writes down a number. "This is a frequency on the radio I constantly visit to talk to troops, you can reach me there just about whenever." He smiles. " and again, sir, thank you for seeing me and thank you for your time."