I watched the livestream of the NATO summit last night while I was having dinner, watching people arrive for their dinner. If you've never seen it, it was OK, otherwise it was terribly boring. The highlights were the red carpet blowing away and a soldier being assisted back to the break room. You could also hear the assembled journalists chatter. But instead of telling me who the unknown leaders were, they had no clue either. ("Iceland, I think?") And they were really more concerned with colleagues not blocking their view ("I'm going to move here. No you can't, you'd be in front of me") for when Trump would arrive.
By the way, everyone was having their car doors opened by the same lackey duo, except him. Riveting job, standing still looking at each other until another car stopped between them! But Trump had his own man to open his car door.
(Seriously, why invite the man to sleep over: you get all those agents taking over your house as well. Why???)
While Iceland (?) was impeccably dressed for a dinner with a king, Denmark was exercising her right not to follow expectations for women and wore what looked like ill-fitting rubber black trousers. And then we got someone whose wife was a priest with a dog collar and huge cross, and people sometimes going up the wide stairs at the edge - but I have since then decided they must be interpreters, considering whose countries they were accompanying at a distance.
Lackeys, ornamental soldiers, men in suits walking the grounds must have terribly boring jobs, but at least they got some action with the red carpet blowing away.
There were also men in suits with no apparent function, neither security nor hospitality. They simply stood next to the steps, looking a bit different from security men in suits). What a job. How would they describe it? In the photos of WA/Maxima/Amalia greeting guests there were also men in suits standing near them, doing nothing.