I think it's safe to assume that when Aaron Sorkin's at home, he wears sports clothes and hangs out with close friends who frequently drop in uninvited to use his television. That certainly seems to be how all of his characters behave when they're not at work. So, Ainsley's at home, wearing a baseball-uniform shirt and fussing with her caller ID while her friends watch the highlights of Capital Beat on her VCR. Ainsley asks if they know how to "work" caller ID. Don't you just plug it in? Stock female friend tells her to figure it out, "because Bruce's friend is gonna call you." Well, all she really has to do is answer the phone when that happens; the caller ID isn't going to make a difference. Ainsley says that she doesn't need an agent. Her friend disagrees, "You're gonna be a star." Bruce (I'm assuming) adds, "You're gonna get a lot of work ripping these people to shreds, and lookin' good doing it." "That's an actual job now?" Ainsley wonders. Ainsley has apparently been living in a cave for the past twenty years. The phone rings. Ainsley looks at her instructions and says, "I push this button..." and does so. Did she find this thing in somebody's trash? You have to push a button to make it work every time? She looks at the display and reads, "202-456-1414." The woman asks if it's the agent, and Ainsley says sadly, "It's the White House." She knows this because the White House has the only number in the United States that doesn't start with a 555 prefix. During the commercials, feel free to call that number and say hi. It won't go in your FBI file. Not that you have one. I'm just kidding. Maybe.