Jed's looking out Leo's window at the storm. He's wearing an outfit that evokes his private-school uniform: navy blazer, pale blue shirt, diagonally-striped tie. A wee bit anvilly, but I can live with it. It's a lot more subtle than the cyclone. Margaret knocks and confirms that he wanted to see Donna Moss, and then shows her in. I -- and a lot of other viewers, if I don't miss my guess -- think for a moment that he's going to talk to her about taking over for Mrs. Landingham. He doesn't, after all, but I still think this is a possible story line. It would get her out of working for Josh (something for which I've been agitating for some months now), and still keep her in a key role. She comes in beaming and says, "Good evening, sir." She volunteers, "We all thought you did very well." Jed says, "That was the easy part." Donna says, "Didn't look that easy." He tells her to talk about the weather. Donna sits down and recites, "A tropical storm is a cyclone in which the maximum sustained surface speed of the wind is thirty-four nautical miles per hour." I stop for a moment to get the poop on nautical miles versus statute miles and kilometres from Professor Frink. He gives me a quick answer (tells me that it's about sixty-four kilometres an hour), and I, slightly amazed to have gotten a mere thirty-second explanation, go back to working on the recap. But wait, no, here he is, coming down the stairs and into my office. He's got his wallet in hand and he pulls out a tattered piece of ancient-looking cardboard the size of a credit card. He offers it to me, showing me on the back a chart with three columns, indicating the descriptive term (such as "moderate winds") and effects that correspond to various wind speeds.
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