Later, Casey can't get enough of himself and is actually watching a tape of his appearance on The View, a pretty little picture of narcissism in action. We see again the part where Tracey Morgan tells him a man who can dress himself is a sexy thing. Pay attention, because that's important. Oh, and I hear that what he said was, "That's why so many of us are drawn to Carrot Top," which I don't think even actually makes sense. Then a young blonde woman is at the door, saying, "Excuse me, Mr. McCall?" She says she wants to ask him a question, but if it's a bad time she can come back. "What's your question?" he says. She hesitates, then says, "What's my name?" Casey, of course, can't answer. He says he's not very good with names. "Who was the number-two man on the Red Sox staff in 1977?" she says. "It was Ferguson Jenkins," says Casey quietly. Well, come on, that was an easy one. Everybody knows that. She says, "My name is Monica. I live on the second floor. I live upstairs from you." Okay, I've got to stop this! At least I've moved from Whitney Houston to Suzanne Vega. What she really says is, "I'm the assistant wardrobe supervisor for Sports Night as well as two other shows here at CSC. I think you hurt the feelings of the woman I work for." You can just see Casey about to say, "Look, I lost her number." Monica goes on, "Her name is Maureen and she's been working here since the day you started." Casey tries to pretend he knows who Maureen is. Then she holds up a tie and asks what colour it is. He says it's grey, but can barely look at it. "It's called gunmetal. Grey has more ivory in it, gunmetal has more blue." Uh oh. Can't. Stop. Eyes. From. Rolling.