Vinick is meeting with his attorney. (I think I work with that guy.) He's telling Vinick about all the offers he's received for Vinick to sit on corporate boards. But Vinick doesn't want to sit on any corporate boards, despite the fact that doing so involves no work and can be very lucrative. According to Vinick, "It wouldn't look good." His attorney asks, "Who cares what it looks like? No offense, Arnie, but nobody notices what former senators do." Especially when their shows are cancelled. Vinick's lawyer tells him that he's also received lots of offers from academic institutions. Vinick tells his lawyer that he wants to be a guest lecturer at Penn, Florida State, and Ohio Wesleyan. Arnie asks whether there are any offers in California. His attorney asks, "You don't want to be the official greeter at a vineyard, do you?"

Transition HQ. Ron Butterfield is playing with his dollhouse. Actually, it's a mockup of what the Santoses' residence in Houston will look like once the Secret Service has made its security modifications. Apparently, one of the changes will be a wall about twenty-two feet tall around the perimeter of the property. Agent Butterfield claims that this violates Houston zoning laws, to which I can only say: Au contraire, mon frere! Houston has no zoning. It's famous for it. There will also be a guardhouse build smack dab in the middle of the sidewalk -- anyone entering the house will have to pass through it. Helen wonders if it has to be so big, and Butterfield tells her that they've already made it smaller than normal: "We're trying to let it blend in to the neighborhood." Helen: "Really? Who else in the neighborhood has a guardhouse?" Ron tells her that the plans could be scaled back, "depending on how often members of the First Family are going to use the house." Santos and Helen break the news that the plan is for Helen and the kids to live there full-time at least through June, so that the kids can finish the school year. Ron absorbs this news and then excuses himself. I'm sure he's going into a stairwell to scream and curse. Another agent with a very muscular jaw tells the First Couple that having permanent security in Houston and at the White House is going to really stretch their resources thin. No, seriously, I can't stop looking at this guy's jaw. It's like Dudley Do-Right took off his Mountie uniform and put on a bland suit.