Description

President Trump has demolished the East Wing of the White House to build a $300 million ballroom—gold leaf, crystal chandeliers, the works. There's just one problem: he needs a dance partner for the inaugural waltz.

Enter Michelle Obama.

Drafted to judge the audition process (because who else would dare?), Michelle watches as twenty candidates compete for the honor of gliding across the floor with the President. Vladimir Putin demonstrates exactly who leads in their relationship. Trump mistakes Iran's Supreme Leader for a Hasidic rabbi. Press Secretary Karoline Leavitt learns the dangers of wearing a giant cross during a dip. Justin Trudeau waltzes under Melania's watchful eye. An eight-year-old with a plastic dinosaur delivers the day's most brutal truths.

Each audition exposes a fresh layer of Trump's ego, delusion, and hunger for validation—while Michelle engineers something far more interesting than a simple dance partner selection.

When the gala finally begins and the music swells, Trump is about to learn what it really means when the ballroom awaits.

From the author of NO! and Tariff Schmariff comes a razor-sharp political satire about vanity, power, and the ultimate choreographed revenge.