Episode 20: The Caribbean Return and the Missing Giuliani

The Trump Tower Transitionarium had fallen into a strange lull after the previous days of cosmic ambitions and foreign “advice.”

But if there’s one thing our gilded fortress thrives on, it’s the disruption of any calm.

Today’s tremor arrived in the form of Melania, stepping through the entrance with a suntan that could outshine the Tower’s gold trim, and a quiet confidence that set everyone buzzing.

Part 1: Melania’s Return

Melania breezed into the Golden Briefing Atrium wearing a breezy white linen dress and oversized sunglasses that screamed “Caribbean chic.” She offered a serene smile, the kind that suggests absolute tranquility.

One would never guess she had just been absent during some of the more questionable international phone calls and tie debates that had defined the last few days.

Trump greeted her with a broad grin. “You’re back, my beautiful Melania! How was your trip?”
She kissed him on the cheek, murmuring softly about turquoise waters and mango cocktails. Her calm tone made the rest of us uneasy. Something felt off—like a chapter had been written in our absence, and we were only now reading the last page.

Part 2: The Notable Absence of Rudy

As if on cue, a hush fell over the room. Someone cleared their throat. Kellyanne Conway, always the brave soul, stepped forward. “Melania, dear,” she began delicately, “you wouldn’t happen to know where Rudy Giuliani is, would you?”

Melania tilted her head. “Rudy? Missing?” she asked, the corners of her mouth inching upward in a mysterious smile.

Jared Kushner hovered behind Kellyanne, eyes narrowed. “He disappeared shortly after you left, Melania. No one’s heard from him. We’ve tried his phone, his favorite bars, even the Aesthetic Crisis Suite. Nothing.”

Part 3: Suspicions and Speculations

The Transitionarium staff swapped nervous glances. Had Melania and Rudy’s secret alliance—first forged over bizarre hair dye perfumes—gone sour? Did Rudy follow Melania to the Caribbean and vanish into a rum-soaked sunset? Or did he stumble onto a secret mission that whisked him away from Trump’s orbit?

Eric Trump, ever curious, piped up. “We even checked the new Victory Mist warehouse. He’s not bottling perfumes or giving hair consultations. It’s like he poof—vanished.”

Melania ran a finger along the edge of a nearby chair, her eyes drifting as if lost in memory. “He did mention something about a ‘grand gesture’ before I left,” she said softly. “Something… splendid and secret.”

Part 4: Trump’s Reaction

Trump, who had been admiring Melania’s tan, finally turned to face the assembled staff. “Rudy’s missing? Since when? Why didn’t anyone tell me?” he demanded, straightening his tie (red, obviously).

Kellyanne looked sheepish. “Sir, with all due respect, you’ve been… busy. Advising foreign leaders, planning Martian dominion, selecting ties…” She trailed off as Trump’s gaze hardened.

“Find him,” Trump ordered, his tone firm. “I don’t want my loyal confidant just… out there. We have a brand to maintain, people. Rudy can’t go rogue without me.”

Part 5: The Whispering Corners

As the day wore on, hushed conversations echoed through the Transitionarium’s corridors. Ivanka was seen conferring quietly with Jared, wondering if Rudy might have caught wind of their top-secret Martian financing schemes.

Eric tried to recall the last time he saw Rudy—was it near the gift storeroom, or possibly eyeing the Caribbean travel brochures?

Melania, for her part, maintained a measured silence. She answered no further questions, smiling enigmatically whenever Rudy’s name popped up. It was the kind of smile that made you wonder if she knew something—if she held a piece of this puzzle no one else could place.

Part 6: Coming Attractions

With Melania’s mysterious return and Rudy’s abrupt absence, the tension in the Transitionarium rose.

Whispers of clandestine meetings, lost perfume recipes, and maybe even a secret island hideout filled the air.

Trump declared that tomorrow would bring a “Rudy Recovery Task Force” meeting, complete with pie charts, timelines, and perhaps a presentation by Eric in his beloved PowerPoint mode.

For now, the staff is left in suspense.

Rudy’s fate remains unknown, Melania’s secretive smile lingers in the hallways, and the Transitionarium stands poised on the precipice of a new, tantalizing chapter.

Yours in suspicion and secret Caribbean codes,
Scandal Sniffer and Tropical Mystery Liaison