Democratic Donor

Democratic donors cluster along the Oval Office's opposite wall, silent sentinels during President Bartlet's radio address retake. Fingers crossed like Donna's, they embody partisan privilege amid high-stakes taping. When Counsel Tribbey bursts in swinging a cricket bat, their indeterminate stares—confusion tightening faces—pierce his fury, forcing an abrupt pivot to awkward pleasantries. Bartlet invokes their VIP status to reclaim command, their presence amplifying the farcical clash of fundraising optics and raw administration volatility, stares wielding quiet influence on the unfolding chaos.