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Little-known fact: the White House never sleeps.
Okay, perhaps not so little-known, as the staffers of the Bartlet White House are, even so early into the term, well accustomed to running full speed all day on empty. NASCAR pit teams would weep to see the way they treat themselves.
There's a lot to do, you know? And Josh Lyman's the guy to do it. I mean, obviously. Are you possibly going to trust someone less competent? There are an awful lots of candidates in that respect, I know, but come on.
When the Door opens this time, the other side is full of bustle. If you've never seen the inside of the West Wing, now's your chance to snag a glimpse as a man -- in his prime, I might add -- strides through, yelling over his shoulder.
"--And get me that memo on how to kick Mary Marsh's ass on TV tomorrow! Not that I need one, but--"
At some point, it becomes important to watch where one is going. The man turns his head midsentence and... very abruptly trails off. He's newish to the White House, but not so new as to have missed the existence of an entire bar hidden in one of the rooms. So Josh Lyman resorts to the first recourse that comes to mind. The one that always works. He surveys the people who are and aren't looking at him and shouts "DONNA!"
[[ooc: GUYS. Hi! Josh is coming in from just before the pilot of The West Wing. And if you know verymodelof, don't be shy -- they really do look awfully alike.]]
Okay, perhaps not so little-known, as the staffers of the Bartlet White House are, even so early into the term, well accustomed to running full speed all day on empty. NASCAR pit teams would weep to see the way they treat themselves.
There's a lot to do, you know? And Josh Lyman's the guy to do it. I mean, obviously. Are you possibly going to trust someone less competent? There are an awful lots of candidates in that respect, I know, but come on.
When the Door opens this time, the other side is full of bustle. If you've never seen the inside of the West Wing, now's your chance to snag a glimpse as a man -- in his prime, I might add -- strides through, yelling over his shoulder.
"--And get me that memo on how to kick Mary Marsh's ass on TV tomorrow! Not that I need one, but--"
At some point, it becomes important to watch where one is going. The man turns his head midsentence and... very abruptly trails off. He's newish to the White House, but not so new as to have missed the existence of an entire bar hidden in one of the rooms. So Josh Lyman resorts to the first recourse that comes to mind. The one that always works. He surveys the people who are and aren't looking at him and shouts "DONNA!"
[[ooc: GUYS. Hi! Josh is coming in from just before the pilot of The West Wing. And if you know verymodelof, don't be shy -- they really do look awfully alike.]]