Tom: So, how long do we have to pretend to deliberate until we go back out there? [laughter]
Leslie Knope: What do you mean?
Tom: We're all in agreement. The hot one, by a landslide.
Leslie Knope: Well, her name is Trish. And I don't think we should rush this, you know?
Jessica Wicks: What is there to talk about? I mean, I thought Trish was just adorable.
Leslie Knope: Well, take Susan, for example. I think...
Tom: Susan Boring Stories? No. It's Trish. Let's go back out there.
Leslie Knope: Okay, hold on, everyone. Hold on. Everyone, wait, wait, wait. Look, whoever we choose is going to represent the ideal woman for a year. She'll be someone that little girls in South Central Indiana look up to. Now, nobody leaves this room until we discuss all of it. Okay? Consider yourselves sequestered.
[aside to camera:]
Leslie Knope: I'm a judge, so I don't want to sound partial. But Trish will win this pageant over my dead body.