Elispa, striding down the newsroom stairs. She asks if Eddie's in his office because she thinks she left her copy of the ratings on his desk. Curly-haired extra tells her she thinks he left to go jogging. Elispa strides over to the office door that reads, "Eddie Naiman News Director" and opens it unthinkingly, catches Eddie Naiman buck-nekkid from behind, and instead of closing the door and running away as far as she can, says, "Whoa," causing Eddie Naiman to turn around. Hold onto your seats, kids, I think we have some Merry Mishaps and Madcap Misconceptions comin' up! Elispa continues to make these bizarre, burbling "whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa" noises, leaving ample time for Eddie to turn around. Eddie, understandably, yells, "HEY!" yet Elispa REFUSES to leave and continues to gaze at his crotch region. He grabs an award of some kind and places it over his groin, so that it juts priapically upward in replacement of his actual member, demonstrating once again that the writers have a keenly honed sense of theater that they must've gleaned from Aristophanes. Elispa continues to babble, yelling, "Oh my God," until Eddie yells at her to close the door. She does so, and then stands there like a total dunderhead, yelling, "I'm sorry!" until, with an unconvincing shudder, she turns and walks away. Kids, if you have any faith in the conventions of network TV, you kin just betcher boots that there'll be some office hijinks 'coz o' this!