"Hey Carol any messages?" Josh asked as he got back to the West Wing.
"Toby wants to see you as soon as your back. Your new assistant will be here first thing in the morning; Toby finished her background check earlier. Donna said to remind you not to drink coffee because of your blood pressure. Oh and Charlie called he'd like you to call him back and reschedule your chat with the President. That's about it. Can I get back I need to do some work before CJ's briefing?"
"Go. Just listen out for the phone while I go see Toby." Carol nodded. Josh strolled to the Communications bullpen and taped on Toby's door.
"Yep." Toby yelled.
"You wanted to see me?" Josh asked sinking on to the couch.
"How did it go with Kitridge? Did you convince to vote for the bill?"
"He's going to vote for it yes, but it wasn't anything I said." Toby sent him a quizzical look. "Donna, she said I was just going to make him angry so when she called she insisted on talking to him, five minutes he was agreeing to vote for the bill."
"Sounds like Donna. She'll make a great politicians wife, actually she'd make a great politician."
"Yeah, if she stopped dating gomers. She's in the right town to find a politician."
"She'd make a good First Lady too. Maybe we could get her to marry Sam, he'd make a good President if he learnt to use punctuation every once in a while."
"Donna wouldn't marry Sam. Sam wouldn't marry Donna." Josh stated adamantly. Toby bounced a ball of the wall. Sam quickly joined them in the office.
"You called."
"Don't you think Donna would make a good First Lady?" Toby asked.
"She'd be great." Sam agreed.
"You'd marry Donna wouldn't you?" Toby pushed.
"Sure, if I didn't think of her as a sister, she's gorgeous. She'd make a great wife, and she'd be an even better politician, you should think about letting her have time off to finish her degree, that is if she comes back. Toby, remind me if I ever get a chance at office to ask Donna to marry me."
"Will do. Now get out of my office." Toby instructed.
"Bye Josh." Josh scowled at him.
"Was that all? The President wants to see me." Josh snapped.
"Go."
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"Toby wants to see you as soon as your back. Your new assistant will be here first thing in the morning; Toby finished her background check earlier. Donna said to remind you not to drink coffee because of your blood pressure. Oh and Charlie called he'd like you to call him back and reschedule your chat with the President. That's about it. Can I get back I need to do some work before CJ's briefing?"
"Go. Just listen out for the phone while I go see Toby." Carol nodded. Josh strolled to the Communications bullpen and taped on Toby's door.
"Yep." Toby yelled.
"You wanted to see me?" Josh asked sinking on to the couch.
"How did it go with Kitridge? Did you convince to vote for the bill?"
"He's going to vote for it yes, but it wasn't anything I said." Toby sent him a quizzical look. "Donna, she said I was just going to make him angry so when she called she insisted on talking to him, five minutes he was agreeing to vote for the bill."
"Sounds like Donna. She'll make a great politicians wife, actually she'd make a great politician."
"Yeah, if she stopped dating gomers. She's in the right town to find a politician."
"She'd make a good First Lady too. Maybe we could get her to marry Sam, he'd make a good President if he learnt to use punctuation every once in a while."
"Donna wouldn't marry Sam. Sam wouldn't marry Donna." Josh stated adamantly. Toby bounced a ball of the wall. Sam quickly joined them in the office.
"You called."
"Don't you think Donna would make a good First Lady?" Toby asked.
"She'd be great." Sam agreed.
"You'd marry Donna wouldn't you?" Toby pushed.
"Sure, if I didn't think of her as a sister, she's gorgeous. She'd make a great wife, and she'd be an even better politician, you should think about letting her have time off to finish her degree, that is if she comes back. Toby, remind me if I ever get a chance at office to ask Donna to marry me."
"Will do. Now get out of my office." Toby instructed.
"Bye Josh." Josh scowled at him.
"Was that all? The President wants to see me." Josh snapped.
"Go."
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