Quite a crowd tonight, Gin. Usually, it's just you and Finn. " I shrugged. "What can I say? I seem to attract minions wherever I go these days. Kind of like the Pied Piper. " Behind me, Finn huffed out his displeasure. "Minion? I am most certainly not a mere minion. Head minion, perhaps. At the very least.
It's political Daddyism and it's as old as demagogues and despotism.