Whoooooa, Toby! Whoa, boy! You just got back on track since the last time you met, and you pull out that gem? Have you forgotten the rule? The first rule of Jed's Dad Club is not to talk about Jed's Dad Club. So the President is a little miffed: "Can we talk about...God! Can we talk about...PLEASE...can we talk about my father with some respect? The man's gone...he wasn't a Dickens character." Toby mutters, "Yes, sir." Knock knock! Leo wants the President. There's tension in the air. The President checks. Toby moves. The President checks. Toby moves. The President checks. It's like the flow of the chess game is mirroring the mood in the room somehow! How can this be? How many supercomputers did it take to write that one? "I'll be back," POTUS informs Toby. "Don't cheat. I know exactly where the pieces on the board are. I know exactly where the piece on Sam's board are, and I know exactly where they are on David Wheaton's." Message to Toby: watch yourself, fucker; I never forget.