"It's where our offices are. Plus, the network feels that the audience has already seen you in our nation's capital, now it's time to see what you can do in the Big Apple."
"But I can't just leave here. My whole life is in Washington," Frank exclaimed.
"What life? You're not married, you have no children. You don't even have a pet!"
"I...could get one," Frank stammered.
"Did I mention we'll be paying you twice what you're getting now?" Kinsella asked, knowing this would get the reporter's attention.
"Twice?"
Kinsella nodded. "Your own secretary, the whole thing."
Frank sighed. "Just give me a few days to make up my mind."
Frank went back downstairs to tell his friends what had happened. The other FYIers were rather shocked at the possibility of Frank's leaving.
"Your own show? In New York?" Murphy asked.
"I know, I can't believe it either," Frank replied. "But Kinsella said I'll get twice the money, and my own secretary."
With a smirk, Murphy replied, "Believe me, having a secretary is not all it's cracked up to be."
"Why didn't anyone tell me about this?" Miles asked. "I am the executive producer of this show, or at least that's what it says on my office door."
"Why do you always think about work, Miles?" Corky asked, exasperated. "Frank is leaving, our family is breaking up!" She began to choke up.
"Take it easy, Corky, he's only going to New York, not off to war!" Murphy said.
"Besides, I haven't even made up my mind yet. I told Kinsella I'd think about it," Frank said. "Of course I don't want to leave you guys, but this is a once-in-a-lifetime offer."
"Frank's right," Jim said. "I myself have had to give up a lot of good jobs to pursue something better. I still remember the time Edward R. Murrow told me..."
"Please, Jim, this is no time to tell one of your anecdotes!" Corky exclaimed.
"I suppose you think Frank could benefit more from one of your stories about growing up in Mayberry?" Jim asked.
"Could we all just calm down for a moment?" Miles asked, hoping to prevent the argument he knew was brewing among his anchors. "Let's just give Frank some time to think this over. I know we're all a family here, but this is his decision. I just hope he at least has the courtesy to let his executive producer know what he finally decides." He glared at the investigative reporter.
After spending the day doing some soul-searching, Frank decided to call Murphy for advice that night. "What should I do, Murph?" he whined over the phone.
"Who am I, your mother?" Murphy asked, as she sat on her couch playing with her son.
"But this is such a difficult choice. And it could affect the whole outcome of my career."
"I know that, Frank, but I can't make your decisions for you. Even Avery knows he has to decide things for himself. At least he does if genetics has anything to do with it. Right, Avery?" The baby nodded. "What it comes down to is this: Do you want do take the job or not?"
"I think I do. I mean, I love being on FYI, but this could be my one chance to be noticed."
"You get noticed all the time. Your work is important, and you're good at it."
"Oh yeah? Then how do you explain that focus group we had that didn't even know I was there?"
"Those people were idiots, and you know it!" Murphy replied. Regaining her composure, she added, "But if having your own show means that much to you, then I'll support you. That's what best friends are for, right?"
"Thanks, Murph. I'll see Kinsella first thing in the morning and tell him I'll do it."
"Make sure you call Miles first," Murphy said. "He'll have a stroke if he gets left out of the loop again."