Charlie comes into the Mural Room, where Debbie's waiting, and sits down with her. He asks how her day's been so far. Debbie: "Very exciting." She's had her security briefing. Charlie wants to go through some of her answers on the SF-86: "Three years ago, you were asked, 'Have you ever been an officer or a member or made a contribution to an organization dedicated to the violent overthrow of the government?' You answered 'Yes.'" She readily admits this and says, "I see where you're going with this." Charlie: "Do you? Because while we respect your right to overthrow the government, we don't respect your right to do it violently, nor from inside the Oval Office." She says she worked in the Personnel Office when she said that, and that she did it to demonstrate a problem with the form: "If the FBI wants people to admit to extremist tendencies, they've got to tailor a more subtle question than that. Like, 'Have you ever participated in organizations that seek radical solutions to egregious social problems?' I've had some experience with this." Charlie: "So has the FBI." Debbie: "Is this going to screw me up?" Charlie: "Not this probably as much as when you suggested killing the President." Debbie: "I did not." Charlie says she did. Debbie: "No, sir." Charlie reads an excerpt from some letter she apparently wrote: "'Let's stick some arsenic in President Bartlet's drinking water and see if he delegates the responsibility to the World Bank then.'" Debbie: "Okay, um, where it says 'arsenic' that should read 'Schweppes Bitter Lemon.' I don't know how that..." Charlie: "Debbie!" She says, "Come on, thirty-five million people in Bangladesh were drinking contaminated water, and the White House issued a statement saying they supported the World Bank's efforts to address the problem, but made no move to intervene independently? I wrote a letter." Charlie says that the FBI read it as a threat. Well, if they took it as a threat, why wasn't she investigated at the time? She says it wasn't a threat, and that Charlie should not be ridiculous. Charlie, pointing the file at her: "I'm not being ridiculous, Debbie! I was, however, four feet away from him when the guns started firing." Debbie says nothing for a moment, and then says she knows, and she apologizes: "Who can I talk to? I want this job, Charlie. I didn't before and I do now. Who can I talk to?" Charlie says he'll find out. He leaves. You know, I love Charlie and all, but it's quite unbelievable to me that he would be conducting this interview. It's even more unbelievable that she would even be under serious consideration. Rating on the Credulity Strain-o-Meter: 7.9 out of 10.