"Dig it, Ms. Wade: You're the President's Girlfriend!"
In a large room in the OEOB, Leon is surrounded by staffers, phones and laptops. Lewis comes in and happily announces that they've got George Jarrett. Leon wonders how Lewis got "the fence pole out of his butt"; apparently there was not much to it. Leon says, "We're gonna win this in a walk. It's like a kissing booth at a carnival. Give us a vote, get a photo op with number sixty-three." Lewis pulls a sheet off the board that indicates the number of votes still needed; now it says "16 votes." Lewis: "We should have gone after the handguns." Leon thinks that they need to do one thing at a time; Lewis doesn't think there's time for that.
Over at the GDC office, a similar scene is going on. Sydney's on the phone arguing with someone, and is tapping her pencil in a hyper-fidgety way on every available surface. Their sign says that they still need twenty-three votes in sixty-nine days. A staffer rips off the number "23" and says she just got another one. One of her staffers (who bears a lot of resemblance to one of Frink's cousins) points out to Sydney that she seems pretty tense, and asks whether if she has a big date tonight. By way of response, Sydney knocks over a jar of pencils.