...and outside, Sarah plays it stony and cool, ignoring Chuck's comments about how exciting the life she could have with Bryce would be, but also, by implication, saying that the job she has to do is the only reason she's there. And look, I know they kissed, but still. This is starting to feel like retread. SHE'S A SPY, Chuck. Grow at least a semblance of an outer skin. I love the kid, and this is admittedly part of his charm, but it gets frustrating. They separate, and then Chuck turns back to ask her something, but chickens out and simply inquires about carpooling. She tells him to be at her place at eight.
Buy More. Big Mike has the troops lined up, and he starts to talk about the Christmas party, but at a pointed cough from Lester, amends that to "holiday party." Big Mike then goes over the rules, which are: Jeff can't spike the eggnog, and Jeff can't hold mistletoe over the women and cop feels. Chuck pipes up that if Jeff follows Rule One, "which I'm sure...he might do" (hee), that will likely obviate Rule Two. Mike concedes the point, and then asks who'll be bringing food. Lester steps forward and says he'll be making latkes, but looks taken aback when it looks like Mike isn't going to wait for the pancakes and is instead going to eat him on the spot. Mike is pleased by the offer, and adjourns the meeting, at which point a panicked Lester tells Jeff, "We gotta find out how to make latkes." So Lester's only pretending to be Jewish? Is this just to get people into dreidl? Hey, I've heard worse reasons for converting religions.