"Trump was telling one of his 'sir' stories, a probably apocryphal tale having to do with the steel industry, and how it had been 'dying,' and how he had 'saved' it, and ultimately how a man who owned a company had come to him with tears in his eyes to say thank you. And all of a sudden a woman sitting behind Trump just a little to his left pierced the comparative quiet with an eye-opening ululation — some strange combination of a battle cry and an animalistic shriek. It was so unusual and so unexpected that Trump himself stopped.
'Wow,' he said.
'She must be in the steel business.'
The place howled, some of the loudest, most spontaneous laughter of the night."
~ Michael Kruse
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