POTUS arrives and thanks Josh and Sam for having breakfast with him. He asks whether they've ordered something; Sam says that they were waiting for him. POTUS hollers for Billy -- the waiter or butler or whatever this guy's position is -- and asks whether Sam and Josh want scrambled eggs. Sam says sure. POTUS orders scrambled eggs "for these guys." Billy asks whether POTUS wants anything; he says he's fine. Josh says, "Then we're fine, too." Sam and Josh insist they don't need anything; Jed waves away their objections and tells Billy, "Bring them some food, would you?" He trots off. POTUS says, "You guys understand I can't discuss with you any rescue mission that may or may not be in play right now?" Sam says of course. Josh says, "I'm assuming State has people negotiating with Nelson Guerra?" As he reads a paper, Jed replies, "Nelson Guerra wants me to tell President Santos to release Juan Aguilar from prison." Josh says, "I wouldn't make that phone call with a gun to my head." Jed says, "I have a gun to my head and I'm not making that phone call. I inherited 'War on Drugs' from a president who inherited it from a president who inherited it from a president before that. I'm not a hundred percent sure who we're fighting but I know we're not winning. Ten years ago we spent five billion dollars fighting drugs and we did such a good job that last year we spent sixteen billion. Sixty percent of federal prisoners are in jail on drug charges, as opposed to two and a half percent that are there for violent crime. We imprison a higher percentage of our citizens than Russia did under Communism and South Africa under Apartheid. Somewhere between fifty and eighty-five percent of the prison population has a drug or alcohol abuse problem. We've tried 'Just say no.' I don't think it's going to work." I'll just pause here while y'all reread that bit of dialogue; it bears repeating. ["I think POTUS just saw Traffic." -- Wing Chun] Dum de dum... [Files nails.] Okay, you're with me again? Good. POTUS checks his watch and says, "I'm mentioning this because I'd like you to give me any thoughts you might have on the subject." Sam and Josh stand up and thank him as he leaves.
Sam ambles back to his office and runs into Ainsley, whose hair is up in a very big, conservative bun; she's wearing a very nice light-brown suit and pearls. Sam asks what she's doing there; she says she came in early and that she's waited an hour for him. More or less ignoring her, Sam asks Bonnie to find out whether they're releasing the names of the kidnapped agents. He goes into his office. Ainsley says that Sam has to give her another chance at meeting the President. Sam says that she met the President last night. She objects that she was wearing a bathrobe. Sam points out that she had sat in paint. She says that she was singing and dancing. He says she was happy. Getting a little more frantic, she says, "I threw my drink up in the air!" Better than just throwing it up, I guess. Sam replies, "Yeah, but not that much of it landed on your head." She whines, "I looked like an idiot and it's your fault!" Sam wants to know how it's his fault. She accuses him of arranging the meeting against her wishes. He says, "I'm not the one who got you jumping around like Joey Heatherton." She says he has to arrange another introduction. Sam says that last night she was scared to meet the President. Ainsley replies, "And I'm still scared to meet him, but I'll overcome that in order to erase the humiliation that I've brought upon myself and my father." Her father? How the heck did he get into it? Sam says, "You are just in your own little Euripides play over there, aren't you?" Hee. She pleads with him to arrange another introduction. Sam says that he will. She seems mildly surprised and vastly relieved that he gave in so easily, thanks him, and leaves.