Elsewhere, Danny is throwing a meeting at which he's reading a memo announcing that they're going to use liter bottles of soda instead of cans to save money, but he refuses to finish the point, because it's too stupid. Thinking other people's nickels and dimes are not your problem is totally he outlook of a great manager. As Danny breaks up the meeting, he runs into Matt, who wants Danny to write a letter of recommendation to Northwestern for his nephew. Danny asks if the kid is qualified, and Matt runs through his qualifications. The two decide that the kid is way more qualified for Northwestern than Danny was, and Matt is all, "I think you need a letter of recommendation." Danny agrees to write the letter -- well, he promises to have an intern write it -- and then he's all, "WAIT!" Matthew Perry, still really cooking with gas during this episode in spite of the bullshit all around him, tosses off a great little reaction shot. Danny hollers that he exactly needs a letter of recommendation -- he needs people to tell Jordan to go out with him. "I should inundate her with letters of recommendation!" From people like Spielberg and Clint Eastwood. Oh, and his doctor and dentist. And his mother. Nothing would make me hotter for a guy than a fax from his mother telling me to go out with him, I'll tell you that right now. Matt looks at Danny like he's a crazy asshole, and Danny gets on the phone and orders "interns," scoffing at the idea that he should know what their names are. "This is good," Danny insists. "I like it for its maturity," Matt says, barely moving his lips, and again, the delivery of the line makes it pretty damn good. Danny makes a crack calling Matt "leather boot boy," and Matt immediately goes on the defensive about how he gave the boot back. And then he freakishly runs out of the room to find out where the bid on Harriet is.