A scene transition, apparently, because it's time for the XO's weekly meeting with two female representatives of the crew to make sure there's no offensive behavior going on toward them or any members of their "rack." All three of them think this is rather silly as it is, and the enlisted woman, Cortez, even teases Kendal for using the word "rack" in sensitivity training. Kendal continues his rounds, which includes granting one seaman permission to shoot another in the head (which would be a shame given Brannan's mad beatboxing skillz), and then witnessing two other sailors (one of whom, Stern, is Karofsky from Glee) talking shit about Lieutenant Shepard getting to have the conn in "the closest thing to an actual engagement we'll probably ever see," and attributing it to her being an admiral's kid. Shepard also overhears this, but she just tells Kendal to see the captain when he's done.

Kendal's next stop is the conn, where he quietly tells the Chief of the Boat that Lawrence and Stern are "busting Grace's balls." "Wasn't aware of the presence of those, sir," Prosser chuckles toolishly, but promises to take care of it. On to the captain's quarters, where Kendal finds Chaplin looking at a photo of his son Jeffrey, stationed somewhere in the desert. They make some small talk about that, and then Kendal wonders why the Eisenhower group is changing course.

By way of non-answer, Chaplin plays him some conveniently-cued-up video about how more top military brass are resigning while the president is facing an impeachment vote. Five seconds is all it takes to establish the janked-up political situation in D.C. before Chaplin starts getting out glasses and telling Kendal the story of when Reagan fired the air traffic controllers, despite warnings that everyone would think he was crazy. "That's exactly what I want that bastard to think," Reagan supposedly said, indicating Russia. "If there's one absolute truth to being the man with your finger on the button, that's it," Chaplin says, handing Kendal a drink. "They have to think you're crazy. Here's to being five hundred feet under and half a world away from it all." And, I guess, to the permanent crippling of the labor movement in the United States. They both drink to Chaplin's expertly cast jinx, and then Chaplin reaches right into Kendal's shirt pocket -- rather boldly, if you ask me, commanding officer or no -- and pulls out an oddly-composed snapshot of a cute blonde, presumably Mrs. Kendal, and tells Kendal that he recommended him for a job at Naval Command in Virginia. Kendal's about to say something, but Chaplin cuts him off, saying, "Whatever you think you owe me, Sam, you've paid a hundred times over." We're pretty sure of ourselves, aren't we, captain? He advises, "You have a wife. Go home. Take a desk. Start a family." But for now, feel free to chill in your captain's cabin while he leaves you in there alone.