At Debbie's desk, C.J. approaches and asks if Lang is still in with Jed. "She's a big hit," Debbie confirms. C.J. anxiously yammers that Lang needs to clear out, because Mulready comes in soon. Debbie says that she tried the secret "wrap it up" signal, which has to do with telling Jed that an NSA guy needs to talk about Japan, and Jed's only response was "You talk to him -- you've been there." Hee. C.J. asks whether Debbie tried "Excuse me, Mr. President, we need to move on." "If you want the job," Debbie says, "you're going to have to work on your typing." Snerk. See, when this show is good, that's what's so good about it -- even the little stuff is great. Especially the little stuff is great. I miss this show, and unfortunately, I'm pretty confident that this is not a permanent adjustment in quality. I almost like it better when it's uniformly crappy. Offering occasional rays of hope is not a merciful thing to do.
Toby walks warily into the room where one Christopher Mulready is waiting. And, in the great tradition of never burning off a role with some loser when you can give it to someone good, they have filled this part with William Fichtner, of all people, who is working an especially greased-back, round-glasses, horrid-little-troll look. ["He was still hot, though, I'm sure." -- Wing Chun] Toby apologizes for the fact that things are running behind schedule a little. "I imagine that happens," Mulready says, unfazed. "You want to tell me what I'm doing here?" he asks Toby nervously. "Oh, just a hello," Toby tells him. "I'm not being impeached?" Mulready says, impatient for the blow-by-blow already. Toby smiles, "No." Mulready asks whether they're trying to intimidate him over "the gays in the workplace case." "That would be illegal," says Toby. "My point exactly," Mulready replies. Toby assures him that Jed will explain everything. They wait in silence for a moment. Toby can't hold it in anymore, and says that while they're on the same-sex subject, he finds it remarkable that a "family-values conservative" would "deny committed couples the benefits of state-sanctioned monogamy." Aaaaand, they start to bicker.
Josh comes into C.J.'s office. "Hi," he says, clearly a little bit off. "How's [Swimtern's] uncle?" she wonders. "He's a blast. Come meet him," Josh says with a goofy arm wave. "He's still here?" she asks, and then adds, "Oh my God, you're drunk." "I just promised him a pork barrel roads project on an omnibus bill that doesn't exist," Josh babbles helplessly. As C.J. runs past him to find Pierce, Josh says, "Don't try and keep up, he's got a wooden -- um, hollow leg -- he drinks a lot." HA!