Will says he's been a sellout douche lately -- going for ratings over news quality and treating his underlings poorly, all "in the blink of an eye." That's fine. What he's worried about is the fact that he chose the guy MacKenzie with whom cheated on him to write his profile. He wants to know why he did that. Jack says Will is trying to prove to himself that he can be around people like Brian and not care, even though he clearly does. He has to forgive MacKenzie and stop hurting her. He doesn't look very willing to do either.
Maggie meets with Sandy, the Weiner girl. They stuck her in the conference room to create as much of a buffer zone as possible between the fine upstanding citizens employed by NewsNight and the disgusting garbage that uses Twitter. Sandy starts off by asking Maggie for reimbursement for her cab because she is all about money, then hands Maggie a folder with copies of all the tweets Weiner sent her. Some of them are way longer than 140 characters. All of them are met with a scowl of disapproval from Maggie, who asks Sandy why she's doing this. Sandy says the world should know what kind of person Weiner is. Maggie says Sandy didn't seem to mind that when she was exchanging tweets with him. Sandy says she didn't know then that he was tweet-flirting with other women. She did know he was married, but she is a horrible person with screwed up morals and so thought that was okay. Also, Dylan Kagan is her agent. Say what you will about Kagan, but he is much better at this investigation thing that anyone at NewsNight.
Maggie asks Sandy if she's sure she wants to "pile on" to Weiner's problems. She absolutely does. Maggie offers her a slot on tonight's show. Sandy can't make it because she's already booked Access Hollywood, Entertainment Tonight and Fox. No show on Fox, just "Fox." "The big three," Maggie says sarcastically. She asks if Sandy can just shoot her segment right now and get it over with. Sandy agrees and asks for a decaf latte. WHAT A DEMANDING BITCH WITH HER COFFEE REQUESTS. Maggie leaves the room and throws the cab receipt in the recycling bin. That's professional.