Swimtern stops Josh in the hall to say that he missed a great party, but Josh says he's got "bigger problems," and is on his way to meet Congressman McKenna. "That's funny," Swimtern starts to say, but Josh says it isn't, and goes on to bitch about McKenna's pulling his "I'm an elected official and may not vote the way you want me to unless you convince me I should" thing that Josh finds so irritating in a "two-bit jerk of a junior House member." Swimtern tries to talk to Josh, who tries again to kick Swimtern out of his office. "Beat it, I've got a meeting," Josh snaps. "So do I, is the thing," says Swimtern. "It's just me and McKenna," says Josh, sorting through papers. "I'm his new legislative director," says Swimtern. Josh slowly looks up at Swimtern miserably. Here he thought he was dealing with someone it was safe to treat like crap, and he finds out that he has to be nice all of a sudden. That's one of the risks of treating everyone like crap unless they have some kind of power over you, I suppose. ["Aw, maybe Swimtern told his new boss what an asshole Josh was to him! Way to go, Josh." -- Wing Chun] Swimtern goes on to say that McKenna should have adequate "leverage" to deserve some attention, being on two budget committees and capable of making a major pain in the ass out of himself with regard to budget priorities if he so chooses. Josh, almost unable to believe he has to negotiate with Swimtern, manages to squeak, "McKenna has a problem with the Brussels round?" Swimtern sits down and says, "He just wants a seat on the plane." Josh asks about an earlier comment Swimtern made that sounded kind of anti-free-trade, and Swimtern says that Josh should certainly understand about foregoing your own opinions to work for your boss. Josh's horror is palpable.