There is a time a place for everything. When I am ready to examine you, believe me, I will.
I sent you back to my office so we can start just by talking.
I did not ask you to, right off the bat, remove your shoes and socks. Nor did I know that you hadn't trimmed your toenails or washed your feet since the Ford administration.
And for the love of all that is good and holy, you did not need to prop them both up on my desk.