Josh paced the hotel lobby; the secret service agents wouldn't let him near
the hotel suite until Mrs Bartlett had returned.
"Mr Lyman, they're five minutes out." One of the agents told him after taking pity on him after he'd become agitated with Josh.
"Thank you."
"As soon as they're settled in the suite I'll allow you up."
"Thank you." Josh paced again.
"Come in." Abbey yelled as there was a knock on the door. "Yes?" Abbey said to the agent.
"Mrs Bartlett." He said.
"Send him in." Abbey said, having already talked to Jed she knew Josh was coming.
"Him ma'am?" Donna questioned.
"I need something from the White House; I arranged to have it delivered." Abbey stated.
"Mrs Bartlett." Josh said stepping into her suite. "The President asked me to deliver this."
"Thank you Josh, it's nice to see you. How is your mother?" She asked.
"Fine thank you ma'am." Donna didn't say a word. She focused on the file of information in front of her. "Hello Donna."
"Hello Josh. Mrs Bartlett we need to go over the schedule for tomorrow, we're moving to Lafayette in the morning. The Governor has invited you to join him at a dinner for the DNC, he asked if you might say a few words. Jim has sketched something out, but I'm going to e-mail it back to the White House to get Sam and Toby's opinion, there is something not quite right about it. We'll also get them to clear it through CJ's office. We've also got a hospital dedication at three. If you'd like a few words written for that too I'll ask Sam to write something without the excessive use of imagery."
"Thank you Donna. Why don't you…" Before she could say anything else the phone rang.
"I'll just get that." Donna got up and walked over to the phone. "Put him through." She said. "Good evening Mr President…. Yes he arrived…. Yes sir…. I'll be happy to empart some of my new found knowledge to you when I return… I'll just get her sir." Donna put her hand over the mouthpiece. "The President for you Mrs Bartlett. I'll be in my room, please call me if you need anything."
"Thank you Donna, take Josh with you." Donna nodded. "Hello Jed." Abbey said taking the phone. Donna collected her things and walked out the door. "Josh," Abbey said.
"Yes Mrs Bartlett." Josh said stopping.
"Go and talk to her."
"Yes ma'am." Josh said exiting the room. Donna was no where in sight. "Donna Moss?" He asked the agent.
"618." He supplied. Josh made his way and knocked on the door.
"Tracey have you seen the cable?" Donna yelled from her bedroom as Tracey opened the door.
"No, Mr Lyman's here." She yelled.
"You'd better let him otherwise he'll get cranky. Keep him entertained until Mrs Bartlett is finished her call, I've got work to do."
"You'd better come in Mr Lyman." Tracey said stepping back to let him in. "Can I get you something to drink?"
"No thank you. I need to talk to Donna."
"She's busy at the moment." Tracey said loyally.
"DONNA." Josh yelled.
"Don't yell Josh, it's not good for your blood pressure. I don't work for you anymore so stop yelling at me." She called from the bedroom.
"I thought that was up for debate." He said as he entered her bedroom.
"Ginger, it's Donna. Is Sam or Toby available, I need some help?" She asked down the phone while actively typing up the comments for the Governor's dinner. "Hi Sam…. Yes, the First Lady has to give a small speech at a dinner given by the Governor tomorrow, Jim sketched out a few comments, but they don't read right. If I e-mail them to you do you think you could give it your touch. ….. You're an angel Sam. I don't suppose you feel like put a few words together for a hospital dedication too?" She asked. "Thanks Sam… get CJ to clear it we don't need to create a bigger story and take the importance away from the hospital. …. He's here." Donna said sneaking a look at where Josh was standing. "I can't believe he left Hannah on her first day in the White House just to deliver a few papers. They could have been couriered or FedEx'd. …. Did he now? … Could you repeat that?" Donna exclaimed. "Please tell me he didn't….. Sam, the White House phone lines pick up words like that, and the secret service are agitated enough without you even thinking something like that. …. Oh, Josh, that would be easy lock him in a room when he needs important numbers so he can't get them, he'd give himself a heart attack. …. I'll send the e-mail in about ten minutes. If you can get it back to me sometime tonight I'd be grateful…. Sure, I'll bring you back a souvenir anything specific in mind?" She asked. "I'll see what I can do. See you on Monday Sam. Bye."
"Donna." Josh started.
"Josh I've had a long day, I've still got work to do. I have to pack and then I have to go and talk to Agent Connors." She flicked her diary open. "I've got thirty minutes tomorrow if moving hotels stays on scheduled before we have to leave for the dedication. It also depends on whether Mrs Bartlett needs to go over her speech. It's the best I can do."
"Seriously you don't have five minutes?" He asked sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Josh, this conversation is going to take longer than five minutes. I have a huge list of things to do tonight, with Lily resigning a few months ago and Mrs Bartlett without a Chief of Staff her assistant has been doing all the work, therefore it is falling to me. I need to finish this all tonight." Donna continued typing as she spoke. "Why don't you go back to your room?" She suggested.
"I don't have one. This was kind of last minute."
"Tracey?" Donna yelled.
"Yes, Donna." She entered the room.
"Chris still has that room to himself right?"
"Yes."
"Good, can you show Josh where it is? He needs somewhere to sleep tonight. Then can you tell Zack Connors I need to see him in about an hour about tomorrow."
"Sure, Mr Lyman if you come with me."
"Goodnight. Get a decent nights sleep for a change." Donna said without looking up.
"Goodnight Donna." He walked out behind. "That went well." He muttered under his breath.
"Mr Lyman, they're five minutes out." One of the agents told him after taking pity on him after he'd become agitated with Josh.
"Thank you."
"As soon as they're settled in the suite I'll allow you up."
"Thank you." Josh paced again.
"Come in." Abbey yelled as there was a knock on the door. "Yes?" Abbey said to the agent.
"Mrs Bartlett." He said.
"Send him in." Abbey said, having already talked to Jed she knew Josh was coming.
"Him ma'am?" Donna questioned.
"I need something from the White House; I arranged to have it delivered." Abbey stated.
"Mrs Bartlett." Josh said stepping into her suite. "The President asked me to deliver this."
"Thank you Josh, it's nice to see you. How is your mother?" She asked.
"Fine thank you ma'am." Donna didn't say a word. She focused on the file of information in front of her. "Hello Donna."
"Hello Josh. Mrs Bartlett we need to go over the schedule for tomorrow, we're moving to Lafayette in the morning. The Governor has invited you to join him at a dinner for the DNC, he asked if you might say a few words. Jim has sketched something out, but I'm going to e-mail it back to the White House to get Sam and Toby's opinion, there is something not quite right about it. We'll also get them to clear it through CJ's office. We've also got a hospital dedication at three. If you'd like a few words written for that too I'll ask Sam to write something without the excessive use of imagery."
"Thank you Donna. Why don't you…" Before she could say anything else the phone rang.
"I'll just get that." Donna got up and walked over to the phone. "Put him through." She said. "Good evening Mr President…. Yes he arrived…. Yes sir…. I'll be happy to empart some of my new found knowledge to you when I return… I'll just get her sir." Donna put her hand over the mouthpiece. "The President for you Mrs Bartlett. I'll be in my room, please call me if you need anything."
"Thank you Donna, take Josh with you." Donna nodded. "Hello Jed." Abbey said taking the phone. Donna collected her things and walked out the door. "Josh," Abbey said.
"Yes Mrs Bartlett." Josh said stopping.
"Go and talk to her."
"Yes ma'am." Josh said exiting the room. Donna was no where in sight. "Donna Moss?" He asked the agent.
"618." He supplied. Josh made his way and knocked on the door.
"Tracey have you seen the cable?" Donna yelled from her bedroom as Tracey opened the door.
"No, Mr Lyman's here." She yelled.
"You'd better let him otherwise he'll get cranky. Keep him entertained until Mrs Bartlett is finished her call, I've got work to do."
"You'd better come in Mr Lyman." Tracey said stepping back to let him in. "Can I get you something to drink?"
"No thank you. I need to talk to Donna."
"She's busy at the moment." Tracey said loyally.
"DONNA." Josh yelled.
"Don't yell Josh, it's not good for your blood pressure. I don't work for you anymore so stop yelling at me." She called from the bedroom.
"I thought that was up for debate." He said as he entered her bedroom.
"Ginger, it's Donna. Is Sam or Toby available, I need some help?" She asked down the phone while actively typing up the comments for the Governor's dinner. "Hi Sam…. Yes, the First Lady has to give a small speech at a dinner given by the Governor tomorrow, Jim sketched out a few comments, but they don't read right. If I e-mail them to you do you think you could give it your touch. ….. You're an angel Sam. I don't suppose you feel like put a few words together for a hospital dedication too?" She asked. "Thanks Sam… get CJ to clear it we don't need to create a bigger story and take the importance away from the hospital. …. He's here." Donna said sneaking a look at where Josh was standing. "I can't believe he left Hannah on her first day in the White House just to deliver a few papers. They could have been couriered or FedEx'd. …. Did he now? … Could you repeat that?" Donna exclaimed. "Please tell me he didn't….. Sam, the White House phone lines pick up words like that, and the secret service are agitated enough without you even thinking something like that. …. Oh, Josh, that would be easy lock him in a room when he needs important numbers so he can't get them, he'd give himself a heart attack. …. I'll send the e-mail in about ten minutes. If you can get it back to me sometime tonight I'd be grateful…. Sure, I'll bring you back a souvenir anything specific in mind?" She asked. "I'll see what I can do. See you on Monday Sam. Bye."
"Donna." Josh started.
"Josh I've had a long day, I've still got work to do. I have to pack and then I have to go and talk to Agent Connors." She flicked her diary open. "I've got thirty minutes tomorrow if moving hotels stays on scheduled before we have to leave for the dedication. It also depends on whether Mrs Bartlett needs to go over her speech. It's the best I can do."
"Seriously you don't have five minutes?" He asked sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Josh, this conversation is going to take longer than five minutes. I have a huge list of things to do tonight, with Lily resigning a few months ago and Mrs Bartlett without a Chief of Staff her assistant has been doing all the work, therefore it is falling to me. I need to finish this all tonight." Donna continued typing as she spoke. "Why don't you go back to your room?" She suggested.
"I don't have one. This was kind of last minute."
"Tracey?" Donna yelled.
"Yes, Donna." She entered the room.
"Chris still has that room to himself right?"
"Yes."
"Good, can you show Josh where it is? He needs somewhere to sleep tonight. Then can you tell Zack Connors I need to see him in about an hour about tomorrow."
"Sure, Mr Lyman if you come with me."
"Goodnight. Get a decent nights sleep for a change." Donna said without looking up.
"Goodnight Donna." He walked out behind. "That went well." He muttered under his breath.