Charlie, Anthony, and Orlando all walk off together. Charlie says, "This is the White House. Frederick Douglass came here. Mondays through Fridays, we wear coats and ties." Charlie taps Anthony with a file folder and says, "That goes for you too, Mugsy." Anthony: "Hey Charlie, not for nothing but just so you know, some of your higher-end places provide a jacket for you." "Not for nothing"? He's clearly been hanging out with this crowd for a while. Next he'll be saying, "Orlando, maybe not so much for you with the Pabst." Oops! Pabst Blue Ribbon. Charlie tells him he's confusing the White House with the Friar's Club. Well, with all the comedy around here, you can see how he might. Charlie tells Anthony that the people Charlie works with are serious people; he warns Anthony and Orlando not to embarrass him. Orlando: "You got it, boss." Just then, they pass a doorway through which Josh is rushing to get back to the senior staff meeting with his briefing memo. He crashes hard, right into all three-hundred and some odd pounds of Orlando, and falls backward on the floor, slightly bewildered. Orlando says, "Whoa, man, that wasn't cool." Actually, it sort of was. He extends his hand to help Josh up. As Josh collects himself, he says that Orlando should play football. Orlando: "Hey man, I'm trying, but I had an open Pabst, and that's the way that goes." Well, if you don't make the football team, I think that great mountain fresh taste will soothe your jangled nerves. There's a longish shot while Josh watches them walk away. I betcha he's black and blue by the time the polls close.