Toby continues, "'Distinguished' is as high as we go. You'd have to be high to go loftier. Here's what it should be: 'In a triumph of the middling, a nod to mediocrity, and with gorge rising, it gives me great nausea to announce Robert Russell -- "Bingo" Bob, himself -- as your new Vice-President.'" Will has been typing madly to get all this and adds, "'This lapdog of the mining interests is as dull as he is unremarkable.'" Toby: "'...as lacklustre as he is soporific...this reversion to the mean....'" Will: "'...this rebuke to the exemplary...'" Toby concludes: "'...gives hope to the millions unfavored by the exceptional...the Vice-Presidency being famously once described as not being 'worth a warm bucket of spit,' let's now hock a big loogie for Bob Russell! Not the worst; not the best. Just what we're stuck with.'" Heh. Frink says, "And now he'll be standing at the door behind them." Me: "Either that, or this will get on the TelePrompter." I tend to think the latter, since they've mentioned the prompter several times during the episode. Plus, they keep showing us the words being typed on Will's screen. Just so we know he really, really typed them in there, and wasn't just clacking away on the keyboard typing "I wish Sam were here," over and over again. Either way, I'm sending the bill for my concussion to John Wells. Will adds an "Amen" to it all, and Toby bounces his ball on the floor, asking, "Where were we?" Will says, "'This distinguished choice...'" Toby: "'This redoubtable choice'...it's perfect, nobody knows what it means."

Richie Rich secretly puts in a call to Thiele. We don't hear what he says, but I suspect he's threatening to reveal their secret love affair if Thiele doesn't fall into line.

Jai Yung Ahn is rehearsing when Jed comes in with Leo and an official photographer. Jed comments to the guard, "I love this Chopin. Fooled with it myself but could never quite get the fingering down." As Jed goes up onto the stage where Jai Yung Ahn is playing, Leo explains to the guard that the White House photographer is going to take some pictures of the two of them together. On cue, the photographer, trying to get the shot, says, "Excuse me, Leo." Leo turns and innocently asks, "Oh, am I in the way?" He steps aside, gently sweeping Jai Yung Ahn's handlers along with him. Leo tries to chat them up as the handler keeps glancing over at Jai Yung Ahn and POTUS.