Just as Lisa and Roger exit, A.G. starts working the room, grabbing canapés and glasses of champagne willy-nilly. Dr. M, in a little aluminum control room, talks to him via earpiece. Dr. M wants to get this retrieval/robbery over with. A.G. wants to "take my tux for a spin... so it can mingle with all the other tuxes." Hee. Dr. M tells him to get upstairs and A.G. obeys, for once in his life. But wait! "Not so fast, Truman Show!" Goons, guarding the stairs! A.G. is prevented from carrying out his mission. Dr. M has a map of the Senator's place with a blinky light to indicate where A.G. is, and can redirect A.G.
As A.G. heads back into the ballroom, up pops the General. "Been upstairs yet? That's where all the action is." A.G.'s getting there; this is an hour-long show. Then - woah! - here comes the Senator! A.G. introduces himself as his pseudonym and the General pads his story a bit. The Senator asks A.G. what he thinks about people "registering domain names illicitly" (hello, it's called cyber-squatting), and A.G. um-errs his way through until Dr. M takes over in the earpiece. He feels it impacts e-commerce, and should be stopped. Whatever! So then A.G. excuses himself and heads to the ballroom and sees Lisa undulating by the bandstand. Drool, drool, drool, goes A.G. "Not that red dress!" Oh, yes indeed, bub. Wowsa!
After the badly placed commercial break, we're back at the ballroom, where A.G. is licking his lips at the sight of Lisa undulating in her red dress. He tries to head around her and bumps into a blonde lady who's instantly smitten by A.G. "Gee you're cute!" They dance, so A.G. can avoid being spotted by Lisa and Roger.
Too late! Roger thinks he's seen Mr. Wiseman. Lisa hopes not - she's sick of that guy. Sing it, sister.
As A.G. dances with the blonde, Dr. M asks, "Are you spinning in circles?" Yup. To divert the blonde lady, A.G. fakes seeing a mouse. Mouse! Eeek! The blonde lady screams, and other ladies follow suit. I'd love a lady-jumping-up-on-a-chair-shot, but I don't get one. Waah! Anyway, A.G. slips through a door and into a kitchen, undetected.
The kitchen scene is giving me flashbacks to La Femme Nikita, except for the action and good acting part. Sigh. A.G. bends the bars on a window and heads outside, onto a ledge.
Now, he has to scale a wall, using only his hands to dig into the concrete and pull himself up. Don't get your tux all dirty! Too late. "What's that they say? Necessity's a motha." They do NOT say that.