Donna is sitting at her desk when Josh walks up and tells her he needs to know when Toby returns. He walks away and then comes back, asking her to get him the Democratic whip. As he's walking away again, Donna says, "You know there's an intercom?" He calls out her name and starts to make one more trip to her cubicle when he crashes into someone carrying a plate full of donuts. He ends up covered in jelly and fried dough.
C.J. is walking down the corridor when Brock calls out to her. Brock: "C.J. I hate to take your time with this." C.J., doing a mediocre Mae West, says, "What do you think my time's for, big boy?" Brock: "Don't do that, because now I have to do my lousy Cary Grant and you end up stealing the scene." Uh, Brock? I think I can guarantee that C.J. will steal just about any scene she has with you. You just have to learn to live with it. Brock once again asks who's the new White House Chief of Staff. C.J. jumps into some more screwball '30s movie schtick, saying "I'll tell you about him. His name's Leo McGarry, comes out of Chicago, an unconventional choice, sure." She tells him that Leo is out of surgery and should be out of the woods soon. Brock points out all the complications that Leo's surgery will cause -- complications that will prevent him from working for months. Brock tells C.J. that he's hearing rumors that Will is being considered. He tells her, "Will's proven he can manage upwards. A fully-fledged adult." Just as C.J. is reassuring Brock that Toby and Josh are both responsible adults, Josh charges into her office (still wearing his donut-encrusted raiment) and yells, "You can throw me in a vat of custard with a chocolate-covered snorkel, it's going to be you and me this weekend, baby! And you are wearing a floppy hat!" He throws the donut tray on her desk and storms out.
Toby is meeting with a member of Congress while walking between two Congressional office buildings. He asks the member for her support on the tax bill. She tells him that she wants to amend it to appoint a monarch for the United States. He chuckles, but she points out that she's reviewed the President's public schedule, and that she estimates that he spends just over half his time engaged in purely ceremonial duties: "On his trip to Argentina, he went to three state banquets and didn't do a damn thing for the pork producers in my state of Iowa." She tells him that if pork producers don't get some kind of tax relief, she'll introduce a pro-monarch amendment.