There's a knock on the door and Charlie comes in, looking wearily apologetic. Jed says he thought they had an understanding about interruptions tonight: "I thought we were men." Charlie explains that Sam needs to see him. Jed tells Charlie to send Sam in. Sam comes in, saying he hopes he's not there at a bad time. Jed, in his robe, holding a drink, asks: "No, what would make you say that?" Sam takes in the candlelight and the Dean Martin and remarks, "Actually, it looks as if I couldn't have picked a worse time." Jed, quietly: "No, no, you could have and I'm not going to take any chances, so let's do it now." Sam tells him about the Wilde win and informs Jed that he might be asked if he's endorsing the Seaborn campaign. Jed: "Am I?" Sam says he's not really running. Jed, raising his glass: "Then I'm behind you 100\%." Sam starts to explain his promise to Kay Wilde, when suddenly Abby appears at the door again, wearing nothing but a dark blue satin pyjama shirt and high heels. Great legs. I should look so good when I'm fifty-eight. Hell, I didn't look that good when I was eighteen. Abby flirtatiously says, "Hello, Mr. President," before she sees Sam standing there, and then leans against the door frame, sighing, "Oh, my God." Jed laughs, "Yeah, look, honey, Sam stopped by." Sam looks sheepishly at Jed. Abby says, "Hi, Sam." Sam turns to look at her, smiles, and says, "Hi." Jed: "Eyes front, mister." Sam says he'll have everything taken care of within a few hours, and that Jed doesn't need to worry about it. As he leaves, Sam asks, "Is this Dean Martin?" Jed says it is. Sam: "Good." Jed: "Thank you." Out in the hall, both Bonnie and Ginger are waiting for Sam; he asks them to keep trying Will Bailey for him.
Wyatt Victory Party, 1:15 AM. Toby arrives and is congratulated on Andi's win, as well as on his impending fatherhood. He gets called "Papa." Aw. Toby wonders where Mama is. She's in the middle of the crowd, toasting the "great state of Maryland!" Toby runs up to her and tells her not to drink the champagne; she assures him, "It's ginger ale, crazy boy." Don't you think Toby's just going to be the cutest, fussiest dad ever? Cannot wait for May. I'm already ferklempt; I should be a right mess by then. Toby: "Yeah, okay...ginger ale can be bad according to the latest studies." Commissioned by Pepsi, I'll bet. Andi puts her arm around Toby and shouts, "My man got the President reelected tonight!" Everyone cheers and raises their glasses. Then Andi plants a big kiss on Toby. He puts his hand on her cheek while they kiss. And it's not a peck or quick smooch. She kisses him on the mouth. I am not making this up. People, I nearly fainted. Even rewatching this I can hardly believe it. I am dumsquizzled. All that "just kiss already!" stuff must work. It must be the new keyboard I got lost month. I wonder what else I can conjure up with my magical keyboard. Maybe if I type "peace on earth" a million times...? Anyway, Toby says, "That was very pleasant." Andi laughs.