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Will gets in the office and sees President Camacho in his boring suit. He’s Lonny Church, he’s been hired by AWM and he doesn’t give a shit if Will throws a hissy fit. With no trump card, Will slinks into his office. He tries to swing his dick about it not being a serious threat, but Lonny still could not care less so Will goes into dick mode and grills him about his background. Three-year starter at Clemson, eighth round NFL draft pick, cut in camp, Army veteran but not combat. Will makes a joke about how much “action” Lonny saw and Lonny fires back his own barb. Will doesn’t appreciate getting called on his shit, Lonny. It makes him purse his lips and shake his wattle.
Will keeps “asking” questions and belittling Lonny while absently looking through paperwork. He gets off one cheap shot too many and Lonny finally lays it out for Will. He’s the boss of Will as long as they’re working together. Will wants to know how long that is. Until his firm locates the source of the threat…or he’s successfully killed.
Lonny will take Will to and from work and he’ll stay with him when he goes to any unsecured location. But if the threat was on the show’s website and listed Will’s address…aren’t ALL locations unsecured? Shh. Don’t tell Lonny.
Sloan shows up and is immediately smitten with Lonny’s testosterone. Despite having two PhDs, she’s clearly never heard of “sexual harassment” and asks to poke his chest. Lonny obliges because he’ll be crossing his own lines later and she’s like a child and he’s a Christmas present. Sloan even makes sexual harassment fun on this show.
But she’s not there to sexually harass President Camacho, she’s there for advice from Will about hosting Elliot’s show. After Will firmly establishes that he really doesn’t know or care if she can handle hosting a hard news program or about anything she has to say in general, Sloan asks how to handle the TEPCO interview. Daisuke told her in confidence that one of the reactors was causing a level 7 radiation leak and she wants some tips on getting him to say the same thing on air.
Sensing a chance to belittle a co-worker while polishing his own knob, Will tells her “there is no trick” you just don’t stop until he tells the truth. Then he speechifies about how she never asks the follow up questions and lets her guests get away with lying, then he makes the fucking drug dealer analogy, AGAIN, only this time she’s just his driver. Oh, if only she were more pompous and up her own ass like Will. Satisfied he shot enough holes in her self-esteem to fill them with the spackle of his personal bullshit, Sloan goes off saying she’s got it and Will smarms “Do you?” Dick.