Jeremy knocks on Danny's door, and we get this filler banter about how Danny thought Jeremy was asleep in Dana's office, when he quite clearly isn't, like, what is the point of all this? I have enough pointless small talk in my life already, with the girl at the Laundromat who gives me change for the washing machine and always says, "Doin' some laundry?" as I stand there, apparently some sort of enigma with my detergent and my laundry basket full of dirty clothes. So move it along, Danny. Jeremy reveals that he has been "running stats" on restaurants, because he wants to take Natalie to dinner and he wants to do it right. And he wrote a computer program to help him figure out the best restaurant, and he factors in menu, ambience, et cetera. I would like to thank heaven that Jeremy does not use his powers for evil and has instead chosen to fight on the side of geekiness. Jeremy starts going into hyperdrive, and Dan has to grab him by the arms and tells him he needs to get some sleep. Dan's about to leave, but he tells Jeremy to pick some place he likes, because restaurants don't impress women as much as men think they do. Maybe not, but I knew they're pretty impressed if you take them to Arby's. Give me a break, I had a coupon. Then Dan goes off on how great New York is and I conked out for a bit. The upshot is that Jeremy should surprise her and make it nice, but it should be a place Jeremy likes. "Where is that restaurant?" says Jeremy. "I'll let you know when I find it," says Danny with a melancholy smile, because I guess we need to turn the restaurant search into a metaphor for something more significant, but it's really just another one of those Sports Night moments that has me reaching for the Jim Beam.