[Protoclown]

Suddenly, the ambassador from Iraq burst into the room, with bandoleers of dynamite strapped across his chest!

"Alright, you American and European pigdogs! It is time for you to die!" He laughed evilly as he strode into the center of the room, preparing to annihilate everyone within it and send them to meet Allah, a god his secular self did not even believe in.

"Blast!" thought Powell, as he slowly tried to position himself around the room and behind the Iraqi. "If only there were some way I could distract him, I could take him down without anyone getting hurt!"