Will finally gets the nerve to talk to the woman, who introduces herself as Nina Howard because, yet again, Sorkin can't think of a name that wasn't popular in the '50s. Will shakes her hand and then: "I don't ... know what ... to do." He goes with a "How'd you get in here?" Nina is obviously only still talking to this weirdo because she knows him from TV. She says she's friends with one of ACN's morning show producers. What? Morning show? Blech! They don't do serious news over there, so they should all die! Will clearly looks down on them. He says the day team and the primetime team are like the "Jets and the Sharks." "Maybe we could be like Tony and Maria," Nina says, and we realize that she's still talking to Will because she's just as weird and cheesy as he is.
MacKenzie walks up and asks Sloan why Will is talking to Nina Howard, TMI magazine's gossip columnist. "Oh, he shouldn't be talking to her," Sloan says, then downs the rest of her champagne. When Olivia Munn is the best thing about your TV show, you know you have a bad TV show. I really thought she would be the worst thing about this show. I'm still amazed that it's the opposite.
MacKenzie rushes over to take Will away from Nina and warn him about her. Will doesn't think he has anything to worry about: "She writes features," he says. MacKenzie says TMI is the kind of magazine that puts Jennifer Aniston on the cover every issue. Are we still doing that? Were we all the way back in 2010? Probably. I still can't figure out why. I don't think Jennifer Aniston knows, either. As Sloan walks up, Will notes that MacKenzie seems very familiar with TMI. "They have it at my nail place," says the woman we're supposed to believe was embedded in a bunch of nail salon-free war zones for the past two and half years. Lo and behold, it turns out that Sloan goes to the same nail salon, because it's the only nail salon in the largest city in the United States that carries TMI magazine. The women bond over their nails (fuck you, Sorkin) and Will, exasperated over all this talk of trivial women things, tries to leave. He says it's New Year's Eve so he doesn't care if Nina wrote Mein Kampf. He's going to talk to her because he's desperate for a date. Unfortunately for him, it turns out that Nina writes for something much worse than Adolf fucking Hitler's autobiography.