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"Open Arms - Part 3"
Synopsis: C.J. reads Sam's statement to the press about Education Reform, Melody gets a little under the weather, Josh and Donna fight over who is a better bad ass, (You'll have to read it to understand) and the Senior Staff are making their way to the White House for a very special dinner.
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Notes: A big thanks to Donna for her proof-reading skills! This is best read after Parts 1 and 2...
Rating: PG 13, possibly R, I don't know. I'm really not good at rating these things.
November 22. Sam and Melody's house.
Sam, Melody, Josh and Donna are at Sam and Melody's house. It is well after the meeting with the President and the First Lady,
which took place earlier in the evening at the Residence. They are sitting in the dining room eating dinner, which is actually
their Thanksgiving dinner. Over dinner, they are discussing the events that have taken place during the day, especially during
the past few hours.
Donna "I understand the reasons why, but if he's going to run again, why are we going so hard?"
Sam - with exhaustion and frustration in his voice "It's a simple matter of strategy, Donna. If we first go
Donna "Ok. I think I get it. But, don't you think if he went to New Hampshire first, that it would boost
his spirits, and get him set for the rest of the campaign?"
Melody "I see where you are coming from Donna, but let me play the devil's advocate for a moment
here. What a die-hard Republican analyst would see if he did that, is that the President would look
Sam and Josh - looking up from the table at each other "Weak?"
Melody "That's what I said."
Sam with sarcasm in his voice "Dear, the President is not weak."
Melody matching his tone "Sweetheart, that's not what I said. I said that he would look weak to
members of the Republican Party."
Sam standing up from the table and almost yelling "But he is not weak. He is strong and come hell or
high water, he is going to win re-election."
Melody - standing up, meeting his tone and his poise "You have no right to yell at me Samuel Norman.
Don't you think I know what I'm talking about? I've known about this for a long time now."
Sam "That's the problem. God. How long have you known about the President?"
Josh getting very frustrated "Guys."
Melody and Sam looking at Josh "Shut up." Josh gets a look of 'I've been told' on his face.
Melody "I've known about his decision to run again for a while, and because he is my client, I can't talk
about the things that we talk about to you. I would think that you, of all people would understand
Sam "Oh- me of all people? That's not patronizing. It's like I'm the bad guy now."
Melody "Good Lord, Sam. That's not what I said at all. I know that you are a speechwriter, and that you
put words in people's mouths, but you sure as hell don't have to put them in mine."
Sam "Well, someone's got to, cause you sure don't tell me the things you need to."
Melody "And just what the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Sam "You know exactly what it's supposed to mean. You don't want me putting words in your mouth,
so you find them on your own."
Melody "I can find a lot of things on my own, but can you?"
Josh "Guys, quit it."
Melody "Shut up, Josh."
Josh slams his hands on the table. "I've had it. This is bull. There's nothing we can do about this now.
Let's just deal with it, ok? I'm sick of seeing this shit tear people apart, I've seen it all too much
Donna resting on the back of her chair, she stares at Josh "Well, dinner was a lovely idea. Next time,
let's skip the meal and head right to the crucifixions."
Josh - shoots Donna an evil look, gets up from the table, walks to the foyer of the house and takes out his
cell phone. He dials a few numbers, then waits for a few rings. "Hi, I know it's late, but I wanted
to call and say hi, and Happy Thanksgiving. I'm sorry I hadn't called earlier today, but it's been
crazy around here, and when I can tell you about it, I will. Happy Thanksgiving, Mama. I'll call
you at a more respectable hour tomorrow. I love you." He hangs up his phone. "Damn it."
Donna from the dining room "Josh, what is it?"
Josh - frustrated "Nothing."
Donna still in the dining room starts tearing up "Guys, don't throw this away. The re-election platform is
not worth losing each other over."
Melody realizing that she really doesn't know about POTUS "Fair point. Sam, I'm sorry." She doesn't
really mean it.
Sam realizing the same thing "Me too." Neither does he.
Donna "Excuse me for a minute." She walks to the foyer where Josh is sitting on a bench. He has his
head hanging down, elbows resting on his knees, and his hands are clasped around his phone. She
sits beside him on the bench, and puts her arm around him. "Joshua, what's wrong?"
Josh "Thanksgiving was my father's favorite holiday. Ever since my Dad died, I have always called
my Mama on Thanksgiving. I realized at the table that I totally forgot to call her, and I hope that
she's not going to hate me because I didn't call."
Donna "Josh, don't be absurd. Your mother knows what a busy job you have, and she knows that you
can get tied up with things of State at the most peculiar of times. She knows that the world
doesn't stop spinning just because it's a holiday. She understands. Don't worry."
Josh - "What are you talking about? How do you know?"
Donna "I was going to wait until later to give you this, but..." She hands him a piece of paper that she
had in her pocket.
Josh "Donna, I don't need a phone message now. Besides, it's a little bit late to be returning calls."
Donna giving him a gentle swat on the arm "Just read it, ok? It was left on your voice mail this afternoon
when you were in a meeting, and when I went to check your messages, this was there."
Josh opening the piece of paper he reads out loud "Hello Joshua. Thank you so much for the beautiful
flowers. I know you are a busy man, so I won't tie up your machine. I wanted to say Happy
Thanksgiving, and I know that when you can, you'll give your Mama a call. I love you, Joshua.
Donna "See, she knows."
Josh "I didn't send her flowers."
Donna with a smile "Yes, you did."
Josh looking at Donna "No, I didn't."
Donna with a smile "Yes, you did."
Josh "Donna, I would have remembered if I sent my own mother flowers. I don't even remember
calling a florist..." The figurative light bulb gets turned on, and he has figured it out. He gets a
smile on his face, then looks at Donna. She smiles right back at him. "Donnatella Moss. You are
the best. How can I ever thank you?"
Donna "Bring me coffee every morning for a month."
Josh "Dream on, honey. That ain't gonna happen."
Donna "Ok, how about bringing me orange juice in the morning?"
Josh "Donna, it doesn't matter what the beverage is, you're not getting it."
Donna "No, you're not getting it. You can bring me my OJ, first thing in the morning."
Josh "As in..."
Donna looking right at him "Ya. As in."
Josh "Well now. That's a completely different situation, Miss Moss."
Donna "Yes, it is. And I will take that as a thank-you, and say you're very welcome."
Josh - taking her face in his hands, he plants a kiss on her. He pulls away from her, and still holding her
gently says "Thank you Donna. I mean that more than you will ever know."
Donna - "I think I have some idea. Happy Thanksgiving, Joshua."
Josh - "Happy Thanksgiving, Donnatella." They kiss, yet again. Sam and Melody walk out of the
Sam - "God, you two. Get a room!"
Melody slapping Sam on the arm "Sam. Be nice."
Donna who is now blushing "Sorry. It's a long story."
Melody "No reason to apologize, Donna. Stuff happens."
Donna "Are you guys ok?"
Sam - putting his arm around Melody "Ya, we had a talk in the kitchen. We're cool. Don't worry." He
gives her a kiss on the top of the head.
Donna - "Good." to Josh "You know that it has to be freshly squeezed."
Sam and Josh - "Excuse me?"
Donna "My orange juice. It has to be freshly squeezed, what were you thinking?"
Josh - shaking his head in embarrassment "Nothing, Donna." Sam gets a guilty look on his face, that
only Melody sees. She swats him again. "Well, I guess we should be going. We all have work to
Sam "How about we pick this up on Saturday?"
Josh - "Sure, when do you have in mind?"
Donna "Josh, we can't do anything on Saturday."
Josh - "Why not?"
Donna "The party, remember?"
Sam - "I totally forgot! The party. With all the stuff that went on today, I completely forgot about it."
Melody "Is she suspicious yet? I hope you two haven't blown it."
Sam and Josh with an astonished look on their faces "Us?"
Donna and Melody with stern looks on their faces "Yes, you."
Sam - "She doesn't suspect a thing as far as I know."
Josh - "She was asking me about meetings and stuff that went on behind closed doors. My guess is that
she's going to chalk it up to the thing this afternoon, and leave it to rest. Besides, we haven't
Sam "True. You gotta be consistent."
Melody "I can't believe you guys have never done anything for her. She is going to be so shocked, this is
Josh - helping Donna with her coat, then putting on his own "Well, we'll have to get together tomorrow
night and finalize everything then. Anyone have the CD?"
Sam - "I think I have it somewhere, I'll have a look around tomorrow."
Josh - "K. Have a good night you two. It's a little late, but Happy Thanksgiving."
Donna giving Sam a hug, then Melody "Happy Thanksgiving you two."
Sam - "No worries. Happy Thanksgiving Donna. You too buddy."
Melody "Happy Thanksgiving guys. Take it easy."
Josh - opening the door for Donna "Damn, it's cold. Take it easy guys. Watch your step, Donna, it
looks icy out there."
Donna stepping onto the front porch "I'm all right, Josh. Stop worrying. Good night guys."
Sam and Melody "Good night."
Josh catching up to Donna, he takes her arm. "Be careful, will you?"
Donna "I'm not a little kid, Joshua."
Josh - "You got that right, Miss Moss."
Donna "Stop calling me that!"
Their banter is heard as they are walking down the front path of the house. Melody and Sam are seen at the
front door, which is still open, as they are watching their friends get in the car, then drive away. As Josh
and Donna leave the driveway, Josh honks the horn and Sam and Melody wave at them. Melody shuts and locks the door.
Melody "I love those two, but I am really glad to have you all to myself."
Sam "I know. Me too."
Melody "I'm going to go tidy up the dining room. Can you make it up there ok?"
Sam - holding on to Melody's hand "Forget that stuff for tonight, I'm tired and just want to go to sleep."
Melody "Oh, ok."
Sam - "Let's go."
Melody "Ok. I'm gonna shut these lights off here." She walks over to the dining room and turns off the
Sam "Well, I have some great inspiration, you know."
Melody "Really, what is that?"
Sam "You'll find out when I am fully recovered."
Sam who has now reached the top of the stairs "Really. Let's get to bed."
Melody "Ok." She flicks the light switch at the top of the stairs, and the downstairs foyer lights
turn off. They head down the dimly lit hall towards the bedroom...
6:23 a.m. Friday, November 23. The White House
Donna is seen walking down the halls of the White House, carrying an abundance of files in her arms.
She walks past C.J.'s office and says good morning, to which C.J. waves at her in response. She walks
past Josh's bullpen, which is not buzzing with activity yet, although there are a couple of people wandering
in. She reaches Josh's office, and walks in, placing the files on his desk. She rips a piece of paper off one
of his legal notepads, and scratches an illegible note to him, which she knows he will ask her to interpret later.
She smiles, then puts the note on top of the pile of folders, and walks to her desk. She goes to sit down, and
notices a clear, plastic cup on her desk, which was not there before. She sees some sort of orange liquid in it.
She removes the lid, and smells it.
Donna "It smells ok. Does anyone know who put this here?" Those who are there shrug their shoulders.
She puts the lid back on, and takes a sip from the straw. Her phone rings. "Josh Lyman's office."
(pause) "Sure Leo. I'll bring that for you right away." (pause) "It's no problem. I'll be right
there." She hangs up the phone, and spins her chair around to reach the filing cabinet.
Josh "It's freshly squeezed, you know."
Donna with a start "God, Josh. Don't ever do that!"
Josh with a laugh "You said you wanted it freshly squeezed."
Donna "I mean, don't scare me like that. How long have you been standing there?"
Josh "Long enough. Come into my office for a second, I need you to interpret something for me."
Donna she stands up from her chair "I have to get something for Leo. Can't it wait?"
Josh heading into his office "No, this can't wait. I have work to do too, you know."
Donna following him into the office "It's gonna be one of those days, isn't it?"
Josh - "I think so." They have entered his office, and he holds the door for her, and closes the door
behind her. He takes her arm, and gives her a kiss. He speaks to her with a very soft voice "You
got away this morning before I could give you your orange juice."
Donna smiling, she responds quietly "I didn't really expect it, but thanks just the same."
Josh "Anything for my Donnatella." He walks toward his desk. "Now, about this note. What are these
files for again?"
Donna "The note says, and I quote: 'Joshua. These are the files that you requested me to obtain for you
in reference to the Education Reform presentation that you and Sam are collaborating on. I know
that you will not be able to read this, so I will see you when you ask me to read this to you.
Donna.' That's what it says." She hands him the note. He smiles.
Josh "You're a smart ass, you know that?"
Donna "Yup. And you love it."
Josh "Ya, you're right about that one. Go do what you need to do for Leo. I'll see you later."
Donna "K.. You have Senior Staff in 17 minutes Josh."
Josh "K. I'll be there."
Donna "I'll remind you when you have 3 minutes to go, as usual. By the way, change your tie. That one
doesn't go." As she closes the door, she waves at him with an evil grin on her face.
Josh With a smile on his face, he runs his hand through his hair. "I don't know what I'm gonna do with
you Donnatella Moss. I really don't know."
6:47 a.m. The White House. The Oval Office.
The members of the Senior Staff have gathered for their daily meeting, which the President has called at
an early hour today.
POTUS "Thank you all for getting to this meeting at such an early hour. I plan on calling you in for
various meetings during the day, so I wanted to get the daily ritual over and done with so business
could go on as usual."
C.J. "I have my briefing at 10, Sir. If you want, I could get Simon to do it if you need me."
POTUS "That's no problem. I am perfectly willing to accommodate my needs to your schedule. I hope
that everyone's evening was good and that you all got some sleep. There was a lot of information
to ingest yesterday."
All "Yes, Sir."
POTUS "Good. A few things, then we can be on our way. Sam. How is the education proposal coming
along? I'd like to have that wrapped up as soon as possible."
Sam "Well, as I mentioned to you yesterday, Sir, I had some information sprung on me that has thrown
me for a loop. If you would like, I will have a proposal ready for you by the time C.J. goes to
POTUS "That should be good. I remember that meeting we had. When you can get that for me, I would
Sam "As soon as I can, Sir."
POTUS "Toby, about the WTO. What are the security measures for the upcoming December Summit? I
am assuming, since I have not heard anything to alter my thought, that you will be in attendance
Toby "Yes, Sir. I would like to take Josh with me. He seemed to get a kick out of the last one that I was
Josh "The one on 'Big Block of Cheese Day.' You were old school my friend."
Toby "Old school?"
Josh "Ya, you totally blew me away. It was like watching the master. It was great."
POTUS "Josh, if you would like to, by all means. The more support that we have there, the better it
Leo "Just don't go shooting your mouth off at people. Let Toby do the talking, ok?"
Josh "Leo, I would never make people mad at me." Everyone looks at him with 'the look'. "What?
Ok. At least on purpose." The look continues from those in the meeting. "Geez, you'd think I
POTUS "I am having a chili night in the residence tomorrow, and I would like for you all to be there."
All faking enthusiasm "Great."
POTUS " 'Why, we'd love to Mr. President.' 'We can't wait.' 'It sounds like a wonderful idea.' I think
those are the responses that I should be hearing to that invitation."
C.J. "Why, we'd love to Mr. President."
Sam with a smile "We can't wait."
Josh - with a bigger smile "It sounds like a wonderful idea."
POTUS with a smile "You are all a bunch of smart asses, I hope you realize that. I would like for you to
be here at around 6, and you'll get the call shortly after. Ok?"
All all of them with smiles "Sure thing, Sir."
POTUS getting up from his chair, and everyone follows suit "Thank you everyone. Have a good day."
All "Thank you, (Sir), (Mr. President)."
9:58 a.m. The White House Press Briefing Room
C.J. has assumed her place on the podium, and is about to begin her daily press briefing.
C.J. "Good Morning everyone. There are quite a few things that we need to get out of the way this
morning, so please save your questions until the end, and I promise you this will go much faster.
Reporter "Sam is heading up that committee on Education Reform. Who else is working on the team?"
C.J. - "Good question. Our D.C.O.S., Josh Lyman is assisting Sam with this project, as well as a
number of the staff in the communications department." She takes out her pager from her pocket
and looks at the number. "Folks, I have to leave you. I have just been paged by the President's
office. Simon will take over for me at this point. Simon." She motions for Simon to step up to
the podium, as she walks towards the door. As she does, we hear the press corps calling Simon's
name, waiting for him to hear their questions. Carol opens the door of the press room for C.J., and
they both walk down the hall of the West Wing towards the President's office. "Call Sam for me
and tell him I want an update."
C.J. "Also, I need information on the events for the holidays as soon as you can get them to me."
C.J. "Thanks Carol."
Carol heading back to her office "No problem, C.J."
Sam is in his office with the door open. He is talking on the phone.
Sam "I don't know what time I'll be wrapping up here." (pause) "Yes, dear." (pause) In a defensive
tone "I'm not patronizing you!" (pause) "Yes." (pause) "Yes." (pause) "Don't be ridiculous! Of
course!" (pause) "I've gotta go. Josh is at my door, staring me down." He hangs up the phone. To Josh "What's up?"
Josh "Need to talk about tomorrow night with you." He closes the door. "Is everything still a go?"
Sam "As far as I know. Does she have suspicions?"
Josh "I don't think so, but she's so good at hiding stuff. I can't be too sure."
Sam "You work right beside her, so don't blow...Hey C.J. Look Josh, it's C.J. The Press Secretary."
C.J. has opened the door to Sam's office and is standing in the middle of the office staring down
C.J. "Donna told me I would find you here. Sometimes, scratch that. You are such an idiot."
Sam "Who? Me or him?"
C.J. "Harvard boy." Sam gets a look of relief on his face.
Josh "What'd I do now?"
C.J. "Don't pretend you don't know."
Josh pleading with her "What?"
C.J. "You pissed off your assistant so much that she's thinking of quitting."
Josh with a look of terror "Oh hell. DONNA!" He runs out of Sam's office towards his own.
11:35 p.m. Friday Evening, Josh's apartment.
Josh and Donna are cuddling under a blanket on the couch. They are both in their P.J.'s, eating popcorn
(Popcorn - of all things!) and watching Christmas movies on TV, as per Donna's request.
Josh "Do you think she bought it?"
Donna "For the fifth time tonight, yes. Now shush."
Josh "You see, I've never really understood the whole fascination with these movies. What's the big
Donna "Joshua, Christmas isn't just a day. It's a frame of mind."
Josh "Who said that?"
Donna "Yes. In Miracle on 34th Street. That's up next, by the way."
Josh "So in all your infinite wisdom, Miss Moss. How is it that Christmas is a frame of mind when
Christmas Day is an actual day?"
Donna "Well, take this movie, par example."
Donna "Tres bien, Monsieur Lyman. Take 'It's A Wonderful Life' for example. Directed by the
incomparable Mr. Frank Capra, it is one of the all time American Classics. It's more than just a
Christmas, make you feel warm and fuzzy all over movie. It's about the importance of each of us,
and it shows us that even if we think our impact on others is small, the actual repercussions of our
actions is more enormous than any of us could ever imagine."
Josh "Kinda like the classic good versus evil thing."
Donna trying to figure out where he is going with that one "I guess so, yes."
Josh "So, in political terms..."
Josh. "Yes, Donnatella. Yes it does. So before I was rudely interrupted, Miss Moss. In political terms
it would be like Democrats versus Republicans?"
Donna "The good being..."
Josh "Smart answer, Donna."
Donna "That's all I ever give. So you're saying it's the ass versus the elephant?"
Donna with an evil grin "So I can call you an ass?"
Josh grinning "Yes, Donna. I am an ass. But then again, so are you."
Donna turning over to face him "How do you know? I could be a closet elephant."
Josh running his hands through her hair "You're not such a bad elephant."
Donna "You're not such a bad ass." They both look at each other, realizing what she just said. They
both break into laughter.
Josh "Yes, Donna. I actually am a bad ass."
Donna "In your dreams, Joshua."
Josh pulls Donna towards him, his hands woven into her hair, and forcefully kisses her. He breaks off
the kiss and looks into her eyes "Yes, I am."
Donna in a sultry voice "No, you're not."
Josh "Yes, I am."
Donna "No, you're not."
Josh "How did you get to be so incredible?"
Donna "I always was. It just took you a long time to realize it." She goes to get up and presses her hands
against his chest for leverage. He gets a pained look on his face that he tries to conceal very
quickly, as he realizes Donna saw it. She gets a look of great concern on her face. "Oh my God,
Josh. Are you ok? I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to lean against
you that hard. What can I do?"
Donna "Done." Faster than light she runs into the bedroom and comes back with all the pillows and a
comforter. "Here. Let me help you, Joshua." She helps him sit up, then puts the pillows behind
him, to make him comfortable. She helps him lean back on to the pile of pillows. As she puts the
blanket around him to keep him warm, she asks "What else do you need? Aspirin? Water?
Juice? Undying apologies from yours truly?"
Josh with a wince on his face speaks quietly to Donna. "Can you do me a favor?" She nods, not
realizing that she is doing the pouty lip thing that she does when she gets worried. "Can you shut
the lights off for me, but first, can you light that candle over there for me?"
Donna "You got it." She strikes a match, and lights the candle that is on the table beside the stereo
speakers. She then walks over to the front door, and turns out the lights. Josh, this whole time has
been watching Donna with a smile on his face. "Thanks Donna. Come here." She comes over to
the couch, and stands beside him.
Donna "Some juice, water, milk..."
Josh pulling back the blanket that she so carefully wrapped around him "Lay here with me."
Donna "I don't want to hurt you again, Josh."
Josh "You won't. I guarantee it." Reluctantly she sits on the couch, about the same place where Josh's
hip is. She leans her head on to his chest, and gently swings her feet up, entwining them with his.
Josh takes the blanket and wraps it around her. He wraps his arms around her shoulders, and she
starts to cry a little.
Donna "Josh, I am so sorry. I sometimes don't realize my own strength, and I sometimes forget that,
well, you know, about the incident. I sometimes forget that you are not as tolerant of pain as you
used to be. I'm so sorry."
Josh "Donna, this is not the time to tell you this, but I have to. You didn't hurt me."
Donna who is outraged "WHAT!!"
Josh "Calm down, I was making a point."
Donna yelling at him, as she goes to sit up on the couch "What point would that be Mr. Lyman. The
point that you can totally take advantage of an individual's genuine good intentions, or that you're
a bad dumb ass?"
Josh "Definitely the latter."
Donna "Joshua, I don't believe you. I really thought I hurt you. Don't ever do that again."
Josh sitting up from his very comfortable position on the couch, he puts his arms around Donna. "I'm
sorry. I didn't mean to..."
Donna turning to him sharply "HA! You can say it! Two can play at that game my dear."
Josh "Donnatella Moss. You are positively prime evil."
Donna with a cheshire cat grin "I learned from the best, Joshua."
Josh "So, what else have you learned from me?"
Donna "The main thing would be that you can never be trusted. Ever."
Josh "I am shocked and apaulled that you would think that." She gives him the evil eye, as she reaches
for the bowl of popcorn. "What?"
Donna "Don't give me that. You know what? Let's forget about our usual routine of fighting until we're
blue in the face, just for one night, ok?"
Josh he knows she has won the fight anyway, so he submits. "Ok."
Donna cuddling up with him again in the same position she was in earlier "Let's just enjoy some quality
time together. The chance doesn't come around often enough."
Josh "Very true." He kisses her on the forehead. "I love you, Donna."
Donna looking up at him "I love you too, Josh." She rests her head on his chest as she says "OOH! This
is the best part of the movie..."
6:43 a.m. Saturday Morning. Sam and Melody's house.
We see Sam, curled up in bed, with the blankets strewn all over him. Melody is not there with him, but we hear sounds of running water from the tap in the bedroom.
Sam slowly wakes up, and stretches his arm across the bed. "Mel, where are you?"
Melody from the bathroom "I'm right here Sam, go back to sleep."
Sam rubbing his eyes and propping himself up in bed he says with a sleepy voice "What'cha doin?"
Melody "Just finished brushing my teeth. What are you doing?"
Sam "Just waking up and didn't see you first thing. Then I got lonely."
Melody appearing from the bathroom "Awww... you poor thing." There is a short, tension filled pause.
Sam "I'm truly sorry about yesterday. It's just very frustrating for me."
Melody putting a hand on his shoulder "That's ok. You want some breakfast?"
Sam "Sure, what's on the menu?"
Melody "What made you think I was going to cook?"
Sam starting to get upset "You always make breakfast for me, especially on a Saturday when I don't
have to be at work at..."
Melody with a laugh "Sam, I was kidding. What would you like?"
Sam "Do we have eggs?"
Sam "Do we have veggies?"
Melody "Yup. Lots."
Sam "Do we have cheese?"
Melody "What type?"
Sam "Funny girl."
Melody "I know what you want, don't worry. I'll put the coffee on too. You'll be ok to get down the
stairs yourself or would you like me to help you?"
Sam "I think I'll be ok. If I need help, I'll yell for ya."
Melody "Ok." She walks out of the bedroom. "Oh. I turned the hot tub on for you, so it would be nice
and warm when you wanted it." She heads downstairs to make Sam's breakfast. Sam slowly
swings his legs off the bed.
Sam "Thanks hun." To himself, "I hate how stiff my hip is in the morning. This sucks." He slowly
stands up beside the bed and cautiously walks toward the bathroom. All the while he is thinking
to himself "Gotta brush the teeth. Gotta brush the teeth."
4:47 p.m. Saturday Afternoon, Sam and Melody's house.
Donna and Josh have made their way over to Sam and Melody's house, as they are all going to the White
House together. They are all talking in the living room.
Sam "I hope that she has a great time. Do you think she knows?"
Josh "I didn't blab it. If she does, it's because you did."
Donna "Josh, give it up. If she knows, you opened your yap and blew the whole thing for us. I swear, if
Josh "Ya, what?"
Donna "I swear, I'll..."
Josh leading her on "You'll what, Miss Moss?"
Donna "I swear to you, I'll..."
Josh to Sam "See, she has nothing."
Donna "I swear to you, I'll quit." Josh gets a dumbfounded look on his face.
Sam to Melody "That was definitely something." Melody nods her head.
Melody "Lover's quarrel. It's cute." Sam smiles.
Josh "Oh. I swear to you Donna, I didn't say a thing."
Donna who is still in fighting mode "Do you promise me that you didn't? She puts up with a lot of crap
from you Joshua."
Josh getting defensive "I swear by all that's good and holy, I didn't say a thing."
Donna "Ok. I believe you. Just don't let it go to your head."
Josh "I promise."
Melody "More coffee anyone?"
Josh "See, a lovely hostess. She offers people coffee."
Donna "And I offer you a life that is somewhat less hectic than it would be without me."
Sam "She's got you there, buddy."
Josh "And don't I know it. I'm fine Melody, but thanks just the same."
Donna "No thanks."
Sam "I'm ok. If it's ok with you guys, I'm going to head upstairs and get changed. I was at my physio
appointment before you came, as you already know, and I'd like to have a shower and change so I
look and feel a little better."
Josh - with a teasing smile "And smell better too. They make you sweat at that place don't they?" Sam
shoots him a look, but fails miserably at the task of concealing his smile.
Melody with a look of concern, "You'll call if you need anything?"
Sam getting up from the couch "Yes, I'll call. I'm sure I'll be fine though." He gives her a kiss on the
forehead. "You take good care of me, you know, and I appreciate it." He starts to walk towards
Melody "That's my job. Make sure you use that seat when you have your shower. I don't want you
standing in there for all that time with the steam and everything, then getting all dizzy and passing
out on me, ok?"
Sam "I promise." He begins to walk up the stairs.
Josh "He's a very lucky man, Melody."
Melody "So he reminds me every day. Thanks Josh. So what's the plan for tonight? Is Danny coming?"
Donna "As far as I know he is, but I can't be too sure. It would seem weird for him to bring her when he
is not supposed to know about this." The sound of water running from upstairs is heard.
Melody "True. I think that he may show up a little early, or that the President may have Charlie call and
ask him to come. I don't know. I think it would be great if he were there. I know that she would
Josh to Donna "Are they officially a thing yet?"
Donna "Why are you asking me?"
Josh "You know. The White House Assistant Gossip Pool? I thought that of all people, surely you
would know the deal with them."
Donna "As flattered as I am, I think, by that, I really don't know if they are a couple or not. I think they
look cute together. They should be. Don't you think so Mel?"
Melody getting shaken out of a daze at the sound of her name "Huh? I'm sorry, what was the question?"
Josh "Do you think that she and Danny are cute together?"
Melody "Sure. Wonderfully cute. Ya."
Donna getting worried "Melody, are you ok?"
Melody with a smile "Ya, Donna. I'm just fine. I have a lot on my mind, that's all. Thanks for asking."
The sound of the water stops, and Melody breathes a sigh of relief.
Donna "Ah. Worried about Sam. I completely understand, I was in the same situation."
Josh "Why were you worried about Sam?" Melody laughs at that comment.
Donna "I meant, I was in the same situation after the incident."
Melody "If you two will excuse me, I've got to head into the ladies room for a moment. I'll be right
Melody "Behave, Josh."
Donna "I'll keep him in line." Melody walks quickly to the washroom with her hand over her mouth.
"Melody. Are you ok?" Melody nods her head as a sign that she is ok. "I don't believe you. Do
you need some help?" Melody, who has reached the bathroom, shuts the door and turns on the fan
so there is no noise heard from inside. Knocking on the door, gently, Donna asks "Melody, if
you're not up to going, let us know. I'll stay here with you."
Melody from inside "Donna, it's ok. I think I just ate something funny the other day. That's all."
Donna "Are you sure you're ok? Does Sam know?"
Melody under her breath "Oh God no." In a louder voice "Yes, he knows I ate some weird food. It's ok,
Donna. Really. I'll be fine. Just give me a minute here."
Dona "I'll get you a glass of water." She heads to the kitchen.
20 minutes later. Sam and Melody's bedroom.
Sam reaches for his sports jacket, which was hung neatly over the chair by the fireplace. He stops
for a moment, then slowly walks toward the bathroom. He looks for his toothbrush, and finds it. He
opens the drawer where the toothpaste is kept. He can't find it.
Sam thinking to himself "Where's the toothpaste? Gotta have clean teeth to see the President." He
begins opening and closing drawers at an almost frantic pace. "To hell with this, I'll get a new
tube." He reaches into the linen closet, and gets a box from the shelf. He opens the box, and takes
out the toothpaste tube which is inside. He tosses the box in the direction of the waste basket, and
misses. In the process, however, the box which the toothpaste came in, has knocked over the
entire contents of the basket. "Damn it." He walks towards the basket and thinks, "Man, no
wonder the guys always lose at this game. I really do suck." He bends down and sits on the side
of the normal tub, and starts to collect the tissues and such that were in the basket to replace them
inside. He stops for a moment when he picks something up. We can not see what it is that he is
holding. Sam gets a look of shock on his face. "Oh my God."
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