Edwina: Hmm, baby seals.
Edwina: But what about the mooses?
Edwina: They'll have to wait for another day, I suppose. ::walks down Pennsylvania Ave::

Donna: ::drives to work with her top down, letting the rain fall on her treated leather seats::
Donna: ::smiles the whole way::

Leo: ::whistles deck the halls::
Leo: We need a tree right...here. ::points at the bullpen::
Abbey: That might interfere with...walking.
Leo: So? It's pretty.
Leo: Margaret!!

Jed: Charlie! Is that Leo out there?
Charlie: ::comes in:: You don't have to yell. Yes he's here. I'll send him in.
Charlie: ::goes back out:: Mr. McGarry...
Charlie: The President needs to see you.
Leo: All right.
Leo: ::walks into the oval office:: Mr. President, we need more Christmas trees.
Leo: You needed to see me?
Jed: The Brits want our money.
Jed: So we might only be able to buy 56 trees this year.
Leo: Oh... ::face falls::
Leo: Why do they want money?
Leo: Need more crumpets?
Jed: No... teapots.
Leo: Ah.
Jed: Actually... we killed some of them.
Leo: We?
Leo: The army?
Jed: Well... not we... not us here in this room... though they're trying to say we did.
Leo: What's going on?
Leo: ::sits down::
Jed: A few Americans set a bomb off in a school there.
Jed: They still haven't given us all the info so it's not a fair fight yet.
Leo: I see.
Jed: A woman is flying in today.
Leo: A terrible tragedy, sir.
Jed: Top priority, alright Leo?
Leo: ::nods::
Leo: Yes, sir.
Leo: More important than Christmas.
Jed: Don't worry, I'm not going to forget about Christmas, Leo.
Leo: We simply have duties we must attend to, sir.
Leo: ::stands::
Jed: ...we're going to have to drag CJ in later...
Leo: ::nods::
Leo: I'll give her a call in an hour or so?
Jed: Alright... is anyone else here yet? Thanks for coming in early...
Leo: Not a problem, sir.
Jed: Has the news picked up the story yet, or is this staying low profile even overseas?
Leo: I don't know yet, sir.
Leo: Would you like me to find out for you?
Jed: Have someone find out. You don't have to.
Leo: ::nods:: I'll be back.
Leo: ::leaves: Margaret, where are you?

Josh: ::snores::

Abbey: Jed? ::peeks in the office::
Jed: Yeah, come in Abbey.
Abbey: What's the latest?
Jed: Meeting with Ms. Wade today. That's all I can tell you.

Margaret: I'm right here, you fool.
Margaret: Right where I always am.
Leo: ::walks into the desk:: Oh.
Leo: Heh. Sorry.
Leo: Have you read the newspaper yet?
Margaret: I just got in. Haven't had time.
Leo: Could you check and see if there's a story about a bombing in today's paper?
Margaret: You're the boss.
Leo: Actually, President Bartlet is the boss.
Margaret: ::reads the paper:: Semantics.

Josh: ::eyes closed tightly::
Josh: ::turns his car key in the air::
Josh: Where the heck is the keyhole...
Josh: ::opens one eye up::
Josh: Where the heck is my car...
Josh: ::walks back inside, his hand still trying to turn the key::
Josh: ::calls a cab::

Donna: ::pulls into her parking space::
Donna: ::turns off the ignition::
Donna: ::looks at her hand::
Donna: *Whoa.*
Donna: ::shakes her head and walks into the building::
Donna: ::still smiling::

Toby: ::looks at his unplugged phone::
Toby: ::gets dressed::

Edwina: ::walks down the street trying to avoid the gangs::
Man: ::flashes drugs at her:: Got trash, need cash.
Edwina: No thanks, I'm good. ::keeps walking::
Man: You sure? 'Cause I have a pretty sweet deal for you... ::grabs her ass::
Edwina: ::kicks him in the groin::

Sam: ::drives to work, eating toast::
Sam: ::turns off "The KKK Took My Baby Away" by the Ramones::
Sam: ::sees Edwina::
Edwina: ::sets off at a pleasant jog::
Edwina: Only two more miles.
Edwina: ^_^;;;;
Sam: ::follows her::
Sam: ::honks at her, rolls down his window::
Edwina: ::stops jogging:: *Another one??*
Edwina: Do I LOOK like a hooker??
Edwina: ::turns::
Edwina: ::looks::
Sam: Need a lift?
Edwina: Sam!
Sam: And anything you heard about me and hookers wasn't true.
Edwina: ::looks behind her at the staggering drug dealer::
Edwina: ::jumps in the seat next to him::
Edwina: Thank you so much!
Edwina: ::grins::
Sam: ::shrugs and moves his stuff off her seat more and puts it in the back::
Edwina: That guy was following me... I swear, how many kicks to the groin does it take?
Sam: Maybe he likes it.
Edwina: Probably..
Edwina: So what are doing you here?
Edwina: You're not from this area, right?
Sam: I just had this feeling...
Edwina: Ah.
Sam: I also had half an hour until I needed to be at work...
Edwina: Well, at any rate...thanks...
Edwina: hard to jog in heels.
Sam: I'll bet.
Sam: I also had five dollars that my laundry lady found in my clothes and actually gave back to me.
Edwina: She gave it back?
Edwina: I don't believe you.
Sam: Yah, she gave it back... she normally doesn't keep anything bigger than a one...
Sam: I also had a craving for some breakfast from Marnie's... which is down here...
Edwina: Marnie's, with the tiny hot dogs?
Edwina: I love that place.
Sam: I normally just have breakfast there...
Edwina: They have these great little tiny hot dogs.
Edwina: They're great with sauerkraut.
Edwina: You should definitely try them.
Sam: Right.
Edwina: Sorry..I'm just nervous.
Sam: I understand... I mean, meeting with the President is a very big thing...
Edwina: Just a little..
Sam: He's a very important guy...
Edwina: He seems like a good guy.
Edwina: I voted for him.
Edwina: He's nice, right?
Sam: Oh yeah - think Winnie the Pooh... only less yellow.
Sam: And wearing pants...
Edwina: ::laughs::
Edwina: Guess I should've brought some honey.
Edwina: Oh well.
Sam: I'm definitely glad you voted for him.
Edwina: Really?
Sam: Yeah.
Edwina: Oh, I did bring him this..
Edwina: ::takes a big fuzzy sweatshirt out of her bag with an embroidered baby seal on it::
Edwina: I hope he likes it.

Danny: You melt too easily.
CJ: Well, you're hot.
CJ: ::smirks::

Sam: Ah... well...
Sam: It's... nice..
Edwina: I thought it was cute.
Sam: ...Yeah.
Edwina: I have something for you, too ^_^
Edwina: ::digs down in her bag:: It's not as fuzzy but...
Sam: ::blinks questionably::
Edwina: ::hands him a silver tie tack with a seal embossed on it::
Edwina: ^_^ I hope you like it. Will you wear it to the meeting?
Sam: I will, in fact, let you do the honors...
Sam: ::loosens his tie a bit, steering with his knee::
Edwina: ::pins it on:: Careful there ^_^
Sam: ::fixes his tie:: Thanks.