Josh returns to the West Wing. He runs into Donna, and says he's got a problem that he's trying to put into perspective: "Triplehorn thinks I'm a secret operative for Hoynes." Donna: "Are you?" Josh doesn't think so. Donna says "This oughta help," and mentions that Mrs. Vanderbass didn't invite Josh to dinner. Josh: "Thank merciful God." Donna starts getting into her "whatever" storyline, which has something to do with a bounced cheque between Mrs. Vanderbass and someone else, and man, I'm straining to even tell you this much because I just can't manage to care about it at all. Josh makes another ethnocentric crack about rice and Donna says, "No, really, the whole continent loves the stereotype." Where were you when he was sniping about dogmeat? Josh says, "They eat a lot of rice, Donna." Yeah, and your country eats a lot of freaking Twinkies. For that matter, Americans apparently spend an average of $500 per person annually on laxatives, which just dumsquizzles me. Maybe a little brown rice would help on that front. I'm just saying. Anyway, Donna starts blathering about who borrowed money from whom and the cheque bounced and blah blah blah couldn'tcarelesscakes. Josh tells Donna to deal with it.

Josh wanders off and runs into Toby, and tells him what happened with Triplehorn. Toby: "This is, like, ten minutes after the polls close in California." Josh says Winnick just called: "It's probably the same thing. Half the Senate's gonna be running. If it looks like we're giving Hoynes the keys..." Toby says he's gotta get Hoynes to back off. Josh says, "Okay, devil's advocate...isn't Hoynes entitled?" Toby says he is, but not yet. Josh says they got him on the ticket by convincing him that it wasn't his turn, and kept him out of the centre ring because it wasn't his turn. Toby: "There aren't any turns!" He walks off. Josh considers that ("Then how'm I ever going to get to be Chief of Staff?" he wonders), and wanders back to his office.