I think “Hi Sweetums” would work. She’s probably gets tired of all of the formality involved in having a simple conversation. If she wandered into my office we would both be aware that a resolution of the Middle East Crisis would not be the topic of conversation. Usually she’s just looking for a place to stick her gum.
“Heya, hoochie-mama! Wakka wakka wakka!”
Then time how long it takes for the Secret Service to arrive.
The Secret Service would only be protecting her if she was coming to your office on a personal matter. If she was there in her official capacity as the Secretary of State, she would be protected by the Diplomatic Security Service.
“And now, students, please welcome our surprise Guest Speaker The Honorable Hillary Rodham Clinton, the Secretary of State. Does anyone have a question to start things rolling?” Depending on whether she drew my Government, AP Euro or Debate kids, we would be off on a rather interesting discussion.
My first words would be along the lines of “OHMIGOD! It’'s you. Hilary Rodhem Clinton! I’m a hugw fan of you and your husband. You are what we are! You are Americana personified.”
White trash adulterers?
I’d grab a cigar…
“Um, so like, Miss Clinton. . . what are your thoughts on whether or not states ought to possess nuclear weapons? Just curious. . .”
No doubt. Or “What effect have NATO forces had on the lives of the average Afghani?” My kids like to think ahead sometimes.
Of basic manners and the social graces?
In my little corner of the South, we also have quite a few Miss [Name] Jo’s on the loose. Molly Jo, Sally Jo, whatever . . .
I’m not sure I know any women lacking middle names, either.