Wednesday morning. Sam, Mandy and Toby are lurking outside the President's office. Mandy's wearing a turtleneck and pantsuit that look very similar to what C.J. was wearing on Monday, although I must say, I think she looks a lot better in a pantsuit than the skirted suits she mostly seems to wear. Toby wonders if Mendoza knows why he's coming in. Mandy's made up some cock-and-bull story about being interviewed for the President's Commission on Hispanic Opportunity.
Toby: Is there such a thing as the President's...?
Mandy: It's the best could do on short notice, Toby.
Mandy: I had to make a letterhead.
Toby: That must have taxed your considerable creativity.
Inside the Oval Office, Jed's confronting Harrison (who's played by Ken "White Shadow" Howard!) with the unsigned note and asking whether he's the author. He admits writing it. Jed launches into a brief story about a paper he wrote when he was twenty-six that nearly got him thrown out of the London School of Economics. "I was young and stupid and trying to make some noise." Harrison doesn't grasp at this excuse. POTUS then asks Charlie to bring Sam and Toby in to talk about it. Out in the hallway, Josh is confronting Toby about Harrison. He wants to know when Toby was going to tell him. Toby points out that he doesn't report to Josh, and that Harrison wrote the note a long time ago. Josh accuses Toby of not caring whether Harrison's changed his mind about a privacy guarantee, and of "painting a picture for the President." Toby says that the President can paint his own picture, to which Josh retorts, "Yeah, but he listens to you." Josh wonders when they got the idea that Harrison was their guy, since he was never one they used to talk about. There's not really any time for that painful discussion, since Charlie calls Toby into the President's office.
Cut to Leo's office. Margaret sticks her head in and asks if he has a moment for Josh. He does, and when Josh comes in, there's a bit of awkwardness. Leo tries to make it a little easier for Josh: "I guess you're the guy with the worst job in the building this week, hmm?" Josh lets out a half-hearted laugh and shakes his head. He tells Leo that one while interrogating an intern, "she broke down crying while telling me about a bong she had made out of an eggplant." Leo snorts a little: "You can do that?" Josh: "I used to use a potato." Leo: "You've always been industrious." Hee. (This all comes as news to me; but then, what I know about creative drug use wouldn't fill a bong made out of a Bing cherry.) Josh then tries again, mentioning the type of staffers Lillienfield's not after. He then asks, "Leo, you know the worst kept secret in Washington is that...you're a recovering alcoholic, right?" Leo doesn't flinch: "I had a hunch." Josh alludes to Leo's "Boston Irish Catholic" roots, and to a time and place when a "drinking problem wasn't a problem," and says that he doesn't think this is what Lillienfield is after. Josh asks Leo if he was maybe into something that wasn't so acceptable. (I can't imagine having to ask most of my former bosses this question.) Leo's quiet for a bit and then admits: "Pills." He's had treatment for it but maintains that those records are confidential. Josh feels sure that Lillienfield must have them. Leo has a pretty scared look as Josh reassures him; "You're Leo McGarry. You're not going to be taken down by this...small fraction of a man. I won't permit it." He leaves as Leo stares into space, imagining his career going down the tubes, hardly hearing Josh. Poor Leo. You better go, Josh.