"Okay, so I've decided on something."

"Really? What?" Josh looked up at Sam, who was closing the door.

"We're going at the end of the month to my parents so she can meet them."

"Okay."

"During this time, I will call her father and ask him if I can marry her."

"Uhuh."

"Then I'll take her to the beach and I'll propose."

"Romantic." Josh said. "And when the old man says no?"

"I'm taking her to Vegas and eloping, oh and never coming back." Sam replied.

"Sounds good. You've really thought this over huh?"

"Yeah."

"You really love her."

"Yeah."

"When are you going to your parents?"

"The 27th. I'm not needed then."

"Good. I hope this all works out for you."

"Yeah, me too."

--------------------TWW----------------

"I made a fool of myself!" Ainsley cried into Sam's chest as he held her.

"Ainse, honey it's not a big deal."

"Yes it is! Sam, I was dancing in a bathrobe and drunk! It doesn't get much more mortifying than that."

"It could've been worse."

"Not really."

"You could've been naked."

"Sam!"

"I'm just trying to make you feel better." he said, kissing the top of her head.

"I have to pee." Ainsley pushed herself off the couch and headed down the hallway to Sam's bathroom.

"That's what you get for drinking so many Pink Squirrels." he called. Ainsley reemerged about ten minutes later, dressed one of Sam's t-shirts. "It's okay Ainsley."

"No it's not. It was horrible. He must think I'm some crazy lunatic."

"We already do." Sam said with a straight face. Ainsley looked at him, her eyes wide. "You're a Republican."

"Sam!"

"I'm sorry. I couldn't help it." he grinned. Ainsley smacked his arm as she sat back down and rested her head on his shoulder.

"I can't go back there."

"I'm sure he won't even remember."

"I'm sure he will. And do people really think I'm a Blonde Republican Sex Kitten?"

Sam turned red at the comment and thought for a second.

"Ah... no."

"They do! They do don't they? Oh God I should've never have come to work at the White House. They... oh my God!" Ainsley began to ramble and Sam turned her around so they were facing each other and grasped her shoulders.

"No one thinks you're a Blonde Republican Sex Kitten." he said. "Okay? So calm down."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive. So relax. It's okay. Tomorrow, no one will remember."

"No one? I thought only you and the President knew."

"He may have told Leo."

"Leo!"

"I'm sure it's nothing. Leo wouldn't say anything." Sam said. "But Margaret might have heard and told Donna." Seeing the horrific look on his girlfriend's face, he quickly added, "But this is only if the President told Leo, which he most likely didn't."

"I'm going to bed." Ainsley said miserably.

"I'm right behind you."

--------------------TWW------------------

"So that's Ainsley Hayes." Jed said, turning to Sam.

"Yes." he said.

"And you bought her an engagement ring?"

"Possibly."

"She seems like a kook."

"She was drunk last night and today she was... well nervous."

"She tried to pee in my closet." Leo piped up.

"She's a Republican Sam." Jed said.

"She's a sweet kid." Leo argued. "I like her."

"I thought you didn't like Republicans Leo."

"I'm unpredictable. Besides, she outwitted Sam. Anyone can do that, I like."

"Thank you Leo." Sam muttered.

"I meant that in the most loving way Sam." he said sarcastically.

"No it's okay. I love that people love that my girlfriend is smarter than me."

"No!" Jed shook his head, pointing a finger at Sam. "Never say that. Never say the woman is smarter."

"She is though."

"I don't care. You should be wearing the pants in this relationship."

"I can't even believe I'm talking to you two of all people about this." Sam sighed, running his hands through his hair.