Josh, C.J., and Will are walking through the halls kvelling about the suitability of Berryhill for VPOTUS. Toby arrives and walks into his office saying that they need a war room. He wants someone from Counsel's office, someone from Legislative Affairs, etc., etc. Josh reminds them that Berryhill's already been through this as Secretary of State. Toby says he was confirmed by the Senate, not the House, and that they only have twenty-four hours to pull it together. They all yatter like a well-oiled machine about pushing Berryhill through. Toby: "Even a whiff of a whiff of a whiff of a rumour, we're ready to bat it down." C.J.: "Smart offense." Will: "Error-free ball." Josh: "Knock yourselves out, but he's a slam-dunk." Toby: "Okay, that's one too many sports metaphors." Whoa! Yooge shout-out to me. And way more than "one too many," by the way. Toby tells them he wants everything from Berryhill's public statements to his Post-It Notes. C.J. takes off to do a briefing. Will wonders if they can start booking Berryhill; Toby wants no interviews until they're sure he's going to be confirmed. Toby assures C.J. that this will go quickly enough for Berryhill to do the Sunday shows. They pedeconference as Toby says he doesn't want a "Help Wanted" sign hanging on the country for another news cycle. C.J. mentions that Zoey's public appearance today (which she calls a "pool spray") will occupy the media for a while. Toby asks when the Republicans come over; Josh says they're there before lunch. They go on congratulating themselves on getting Berryhill confirmed in the overconfident way that tells you there's no way the guy's getting the job. As C.J. and Toby have to go off somewhere, Josh asks, "You like him, right?" Toby: "Berryhill? I'm over the moon. This is my over-the-moon face." Hee! It's the incredibly serious and unimpressed expression you'd expect. Someone alert the FBI that there's been a sighting of Toby Ziegler's character, who's been missing in action for some time.