Andi's in a hospital gown on a the examination table in a small room softly lit with shafts of light coming through partially open Venetian blinds. I don't know about her, but I'm not even a Congresswoman and I wouldn't want this procedure done in a room with glass on two sides and the shades open. Toby paces around as the technician prepares Andi for the ultrasound. Toby tells her that Roll Call knows about the pregnancy. Andi's not too happy to hear it. She sighs, leans back, and asks why he's telling her now. Toby: "I didn't want to ruin the day for you?" Andi: "Well, okay, but then why are you telling me now?" Toby: "I couldn't help it." Andi wants to know how Roll Call knows, but figures it out as soon as Toby starts to tell her. She says, "Thanks." Toby asks why she's saying that to him. She explains that she's saying it to them. Toby: "Just out of curiosity, how long did you think this pregnancy was going to be covert? These are twins, Andi. You think you're going to go on Meet The Press and Russert's not going to notice you're the size of a school?" Hey, way to be tactful and advance that whole getting-married-again project. He continues: "Why not just come out and say, 'I'm expecting twins. I couldn't be happier. The father's my ex-husband, Toby Ziegler, to whom I'll be remarried on a date to be decided upon. I'm thinking Christmas.'" Andi, quietly and firmly: "I'm not marrying you again." I don't know what the technician is doing now, but it must be getting uncomfortable in there for her. Also, it doesn't take all that long to set up an ultrasound. I've had two of them. Toby makes a small sound of exasperation and says, "Then say the first part, at least." She says, "I hadn't announced it because you don't in the first twelve weeks, because...that's when most of the things go wrong." Toby: "These bodies of yours, I don't know how you live with them." Well, we don't have much friggin' choice, as it turns out. Andi: "You don't seem to mind." Toby: "I like the outsides." Andi shakes her head.
There's a knock on the door and it's Andi's doctor, played by Kris Iyer, a HITG! I feel like I've seen on a dozen or more shows, always playing either a doctor or some generic Arab/Indo-Pak character, sometimes both. He's a cutie. Andi says to Toby, "Honey, if you feel like you're going to get grossed out and faint, you should sit." Toby keeps pacing. Dr. Cutie asks how Andi's been feeling; she says she feels great. He asks if she feels like she's getting enough calcium. Andi: "I don't know. What does that feel like?" Dr. Cutie says, "I don't know either. It's just something we ask. We don't even care about the answer." I'm guessing they must be treating Andi's pregnancy as relatively high risk, given her age (which I'm guessing to be over thirty-five) and the fact that she's having twins, and her history of infertility. Because it's not all that common for a doctor to be at the ultrasound, I don't think. Heck, some women are lucky if they get half an hour with their OB/GYN during the delivery. Toby: "We should draft a release. In fact, let that be my first act of fatherhood, drafting your release. Go back to my roots as we all must go." Andi gives him a mild "talk to the hand" gesture. He continues: "And now you're on offense and not defense." She says she's not going be on either. Toby: "The things we do in our lives, many of them are not voluntary." Andi: "You don't say." She pauses. "I think you performed your first act of fatherhood already." Weird transition from the idea of involuntary actions to "act of fatherhood." I'm not trying to make a big thing out of it, I'm just remarking that it's odd. Also, for those who've been wondering whether the goods for this fertilization were freshly squeezed or frozen, I get the impression from this last comment that it was the former. Toby: "Yes, indeed. So let my second act be throwing you a little press conference." I think to Toby this sounds as romantic as "Let's run away to Provence for the weekend." No wonder he can't get her to remarry him. Seriously, Toby, I think you're going to have to at least tell her you love her and can't live without her and have never stopped loving her for one minute. That's for starters. Andi: "That sounds fine. I myself can't make it, but you have a nice time, honey." Toby asks if he needs to tell her the first rule of damage control. Andi's losing patience now: "No. you don't, but the next time you refer to this pregnancy as 'damage control'..." Toby interrupts: "Get the information out early, get it out yourself, do it on your own terms." Andi says that's three rules.