Will starts the meeting asking for news on Yuri Popovich. Miles says they're still waiting to hear back from the CIA. Grant, looking thoroughly pleased with himself now that he has his precious non-donuts, has nothing new to add. And Tanya, as she adds some whiskey to her morning cup of coffee, says someone in "B and D" (whatever that is) told her they're keeping "an eye" on the Beck guy, but wouldn't say why. As for that third guy in the picture, Grant mutters, his mouth full of not donut, what sounds like "not it" when Will asks for info. This causes Will to freak the fuck out and scream at everyone, calling Grant a "lazy pompous piece of shit" and ordering him and the other two useless weirdos to have everything they know about Beck on his desk by the end of the day. "Am I clear?" Will says, suddenly sounding like he's about to cry. The team, now sufficiently put back in line like subjects of Grant's beloved British empire, shuffle out of the room to do some work for a change. Tanya appears to get lost on her way out, probably because she's drunk, which is good for a few more seconds of filler.
Instead of working like he just assigned his team, Will runs out to the roof again.
Meanwhile, in the city, two men are watching Will from a tall building with binoculars. "He's back on the roof," one says. "Maybe he'll jump this time," says the other, who is officially now my most favorite character on this show. "What is it with this guy? Why do we give a shit?" wonders the first guy, who is now my second favorite character. I really feel for them; I, too, am stuck watching everything Will does and wondering when it will get exciting and be worth my time. So far, it isn't.
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