Toby gets back to the office to find Marina Lewinsky in some clingy, low-cut, festively printed dress, crying. Yeah, that should further endear her to her co-workers. Toby decides, for reasons unknown, to care how one of his underlings feels. You just know crying subordinates are one of his very favourite things -- right after pie. He asks, "How are you doing?" She walks over to Toby, sniffling, "Nobody here talks to me. I don't think they like me." What is this, 90210? Just be grateful they're not leaving goats and bicycles in your office, and olives in your pockets. Get it together. Toby, unused to soothing people, handles this brilliantly: "Not really, no." Toby asks her to come into his office. He closes the door behind her, asking if she can handle something confidential: "Photocopying, pulling documents, answering my private line." She blinks and thanks him. Toby: "It's grunt work." She says she won't disappoint him. He butters her up some more by telling her that "trained animals could do it." She claims to be honoured. Toby: "Cut the act. Okay? I'm offering you the chance to do something real." Yeah, it doesn't get much more real than unjamming the copier. Her assignment is to photocopy every page from the pile of reports he pulled that morning that has the names "Gaines" or "Brainerd" on it. "Brainerd" is an awesome name. Toby warns Marina, "Tell anyone what you're doing or what the topic is...become any more likeable before this project is over...." Yeah, I don't think we have to worry a lot on that front.

Someone knocks; it's Josh, standing below a pool of light so concentrated that all you can see of his head is his big shiny forehead, his nose jutting out of a dark blotch, and a halo of hair. Who's shooting this show now, Helen Keller? This show used to be so beautiful to look at. Josh wonders if it's a bad time; Toby says no. Marina sashays out with all the verve of someone with top-secret copying job. Josh confronts Toby about the meeting with Gaines; Toby claims it's nothing. Josh asks if it was about the tax bill. Toby says he just bumped into him on the Hill. Josh: "If you were even whispering about a deal on taxes, you'd tell me, right?" Toby: "What do you think?" Josh: "Our guys don't want a deal. They're counting on that issue for the midterms." Toby grouses, "What issues aren't they counting on?" Josh: "So the $310K you called me about?" Toby says it's a coincidence. Josh wanders off. Once he's gone, Toby throws some papers down on his desk in frustration.