Sam enters as they leave, and calls out to Senator Jack Enlow, played by some HITG! I typically can't place. ["That would be Robin Thomas, last seen by me as Mr. Joan Allen in The Contender." -- Wing Chun] Sam extends his hand, introduces himself, and asks if the Senator has a moment. Enlow says he promised his wife a dance and seems anxious to get away from Sam. Sam insists it will only take a moment: "Believe it or not I have an eminent physicist in my office: Dr. Millgate, you've heard of him?" Sam says he was being asked about the supercollider, and he didn't have any answers. Enlow says it's dead. He adds, "As a Greek poet." There's a whole dead-writer theme going on here. Well, at least it's more subtle than the chess metaphor. Mind you, a two-by-four to the head is more subtle than the chess metaphor. Sam: "Well, I'm sure there are some poets alive in Greece someplace. Could you tell me how it died?" Enlow doesn't know. Sam: "Forgive me, sir, you're a ranking member of the authorizing subcommittee. How could you not know?" Enlow claims it was put on anonymous hold. Sam says that only applies to nominations. Enlow: "Apparently, you're wrong. Anyone can hold any bill for any reason." Sam doesn't understand: "You file an objection? How long does it last?" Enlow says, "Until the Senator loses or dies. All you have to do is tell your party's floor leader." Sam: "That's insane!" Enlow: "Says you." Sam: "I'm rubber and you're glue..." No, actually he says, "Senator, this isn't a duck hunter with a gripe in my office, it's Dalton Millgate. Now, who's blocking the damn supercollider?" Enlow: "To guess would compromise the spirit of the anonymous hold." Sam: "To tell me would compromise the spirit of autocratic obstructionism." Go, Sam! Enlow: "We're talking about the U.S. Senate, kid. We're the saucer that cools the coffee." Sam: "And the drain that swallows it, sir." I like it when Sam is politely snappy. Enlow tells Sam to check around, and that Enlow's on record as being in favour of it. Sam: "Thank God the hold's anonymous." Sam pauses. "It's you." Enlow: "Sam...you really care about the superconducting supercollider?" Sam: "I didn't before. It's a long night, and we're not done yet. Go dance with your wife."