The West Wing - Requiem

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It’s three days after the election. Leo’s funeral (er, “celebration”) comes and goes before the opening credits roll, and then it’s time to come to terms with the transitions ahead: Santos tries to get used to being called “Mr. President-Elect,” and discovers that My First Presidentiary doesn’t write itself. Josh is a walking ulcer after Santos (a) announces Barry as head of the transition team, (b) decides to press for lobbying reform as the first legislation of the new term, and (c) considers getting involved in the battle for Speaker of the House...not to mention Amy (who’s pushing for a female V.P., natch) showing up and trying to get Josh to agree to a date with some Justice staffer right in front of Donna. Awkward! In other news, Ainsley hates Hoover and begs to come back, Toby skips out on the burial, Charlie impersonates Donna’s backbone, the entire Vinick camp is MIA, and Otto is still hot.

At the wake, Donna suddenly remembers she’s homeless and asks whether she can crash at C.J.’s place; C.J. agrees, and she and Donna decide to break off their respective booty dates with Danny and Josh, denying us the four-way we’ve so anticipated for seven years. Jed, who’s otherwise acting like he’s closed up shop already, makes his entrance and smoothly lightens the room’s mood by getting everyone to start sharing anecdotes about Leo’s crazy misadventures with garbage cans, parkas, and local press. Later, at the residence, the list expands to Leo’s various sports achievements (all tall tales, to gullible Annabeth’s dismay) and shooting fish for a nicotine fix.

Final tally: Leo, 1, sex, 0. RIP, John.