Previously, Josh and Santos started making out under the Christmas tree. To be honest, some of that might have been a New Year's Eve hallucination.
Santos and his wife are lying on their bed, fully dressed. They're talking about Josh's visit. Santos: "Josh should have called. I could have saved him a trip." Mrs. Santos (if I ever learn her first name, I'll start using it) is under the impression that Josh came to Houston to ask Santos to run for another term in Congress. And not to run away with Josh to Key West. She asks if Santos left it open with Josh. Eh, too easy. He says he didn't, and she responds, "I'd break you in half." Again, too easy. By this time we can see her face. She's a pretty blonde, not especially striking. She's played by Teri Polo, and apparently a lot of forum posters know who she is, but I'm not one of them. Santos reaches over and affectionately rubs her hair, telling her, "He knows I'm not going back to the House." She asks him for help with the kids, two of whom have fallen asleep between them. He picks one up, and talks about how much he's grown. As he carries his son out of the room, Santos leans into him and says, "He's got his own smell." Yeah, it's Santos Junior by Calvin Klein. Everybody who's everybody is wearing it.
The Santoses enter the kitchen, having traded in the kids for a few dirty glasses. They start cleaning up the kitchen; from the look of things, it seems that there was some kind of holiday party that evening. Mrs. Santos asks what Josh wanted. Doesn't she already think that Josh wanted Santos to run for Congress? Santos saves this clunky bit of dialogue by telling her that Josh was not there to talk about Congress. Mrs. Santos leaps to the assumption that Josh was there to ask Santos to campaign for Bingo Bob: "You supposed to walk Russell through a Cinqo do Mayo parade, establish his Chicano street cred?" She goes on to rant about how much she hates politicians who wear cowboy boots: "Women spend their entire lives trying to get out of heels. What possible use is there? The guy is a lawmaker. It's like going through life wearing a welder's helmet." I think we should make each member of Congress wear an outfit based on some industry or economic activity indigenous to his or her district. Kind of like the national costumes they force the women to wear in the Miss Universe pageant. Santos defends Russell: "He's not a bad guy." As she's cleaning, she starts eating something out of a bowl. I would go on about how gross that is, but I'm sure I've done the same myself. She stops going on about Bingo Bob to wax rhapsodic about whatever it is she just put in her mouth. She holds up a spoonful for Santos to taste, and as he's about to have some, he asks what it is. "It's ice cream, melted. It's good like this." But Santos decides to give it a pass. As his wife is lost in her bowl of ice cream soup, Santos steels himself up and tells her, "Josh wants me to run for president." She looks off into space for a second, and asks, "Of the United States?" And not the local Kiwanis lodge. She laughs, and tells him, "Wow, they are hard up." You know, even if one's spouse didn't want to run for president, I'm not sure how supportive it would be to mock the idea openly. She asks him if he's thinking about it, and he says, twice, "I told him no." Which isn't exactly the answer to her question. Santos tells her that Josh took the rejection well, and then goes on to tell her that Josh has a nine-point plan. She wonders why it's not seven points, or three, and asks, "And this plan is supposed to make you...?" Santos: "Win." Mrs. Santos gets a slightly shocked look on her face, and she says, "Oh my God, you're thinking about this." He repeats that he told Josh "no." But again, he's not really denying that he's thinking about it. She gives him a look, and tells him that she's going to bed, reminding him on the way out of the room, "Don't forget the trash." Credits.