Boss sits on a stool in a large empty office, puffing on a huge chocolate cigar.

A cardboard box sits on his head, with professional writing on it stating: "cognitive augmentation nanites" .

Boss stands.

In run a bunch of robots and human slaves.  They all hastily bow at Boss, repeatedly and fervently.

Boss says: "I would like to do something respectful that does not reveal my vulnerabilities to the TV camera, please."

 "Yes Boss!" "Whatever you say!"

"What exactly would you like to do?"