Video;

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[Donna is standing in a hallway, surrounded by shouts of "We did it!" and "We da man!" In the background, people are high-fiving, and -- is that Josh chest bumping someone?]

This is just gross.

[Josh tells her to wait, and she sighs, turning her attention to her cell, which is currently recording for the community.]

Seriously? The amount of male bonding going on in this place is absolutely nauseating. In about twenty minutes they're going to start composing odes to each other's epic manliness. Oh, hold on. They're back.

[She flips the phone closed, but it keeps recording as they walk through the halls of the West Wing toward Josh's office. The video is steady, but the audio fades in and out.]

It's a maintenance crew.
The banging?
They're working on the floor above your office.
Peyton Cabbott Harrison III.
Yes.
Peyton Cabbott Harrison III. It even sounds like he should be a Supreme Court justice.
[The audio fades, then comes back.]
Peyton Cabbott Harrison III. Jewish fella?
You're not gonna ruin this moment for me, Donna.
I'm sharing this moment with you! You da man.

[And, as they enter Josh's office.]

Nothing bad is gonna happen this week!
Exercise cautious optimism.
Look, there is no reason --

[And then the ceiling falls.

No. Really.

Chunks of concrete. From the ceiling. Onto Josh's desk. He stares at the mess, brushing dust from his shirt.]

Well... okay.

[ Donna, [Josh.]