Jed wanders out of the Oval Office to speak to Charlie at his desk. He's expecting a call with Bill Horton, but he left the National Fire Plan in the dining room. Charlie goes to get it. Jed looks at some papers for a moment, then turns and notices Mrs. Landingham's empty desk. He walks over to it and gently lays his hand on it. Leo comes to the door, and observes Jed for a moment before saying hello. Jed says, "The Governor of Wyoming was an inch and a half away from calling me a pyromaniac tonight." Leo responds, "That's surprising, because we really had respect for him before." Jed continues, "I'm saying, somewhere out there is a registered voter who's thinking, 'You know, I thought I really liked this Bartlet fellow, but now that I see he's in favour of fire....'" Leo offers that the governor is worried about tourism. Jed says it's the end of the season and the fire isn't anywhere near tourists: "Letting this fire burn is good for the environment. You know how I know?" Leo asks how. Jed: "'Cause smart people told me. Please, God, Leo, let them be right." ["Come on now. I am stupid. If I knew about fireweed, POTUS definitely did." -- Wing Chun] Leo asks whether Jed wants him in on the call with Horton; he does. Leo says he'll be in his office. Jed is still leaning on Mrs. Landingham's desk. He goes around behind it and carefully sits in her chair. He opens a couple of drawers and finds a blue box with the Presidential seal on top. Gingerly, he opens the box; of course, it's full of pens, the ones he likes. There's some writing on them; it says, "Illegitimi non carborundum." Actually, I can't read what it says. (As if Bartlet would have anything to do with pseudo-Latin.) He takes out one pen and holds it thoughtfully. Sad music plays. He tucks the pen in his breast pocket (next to his heart), and replaces the box. He remains seated at the desk, contemplating the nearly unbearable task of replacing Mrs. Landingham.