After Pete left, Gordon decided to make a phone call.

Gordon: *Waiting for operator to pick up*
Operator: Operator?
Gordon: This is the Cheyenne train station, for the Union Pacific. We'd like a 台, 办公桌 for one of our offices.
Operator: Who would 你 like to speak to?
Gordon: 耶稣 christ, get me the fucking 表 company, 或者 whatever the fuck that place is where they sell desks.
Operator: One moment sir. *Connecting call to 台, 办公桌 servicing*
台, 办公桌 seller: Hello, this is 台, 办公桌 servicing. How may I help you?
Gordon: Get me a 台, 办公桌 made out of oak wood to the Cheyenne train station immediately.
台, 办公桌 seller: How would 你 like the 台, 办公桌 delivered?
Gordon: 由 train.
台, 办公桌 seller: 你 got it. We'll have the 台, 办公桌 loaded onto one of your trains.
Gordon: Thank you. *Hangs up*
Hawkeye: *Arrives* How are things going?
Gordon: None of your business, go away.
Hawkeye: 你 haven't done one thing that Pete told 你 to do yet. Haven't you?
Gordon: Nope. Get out.
Hawkeye: Alright, but Pete isn't going to be happy to hear about this. *Leaves office*

Ten 分钟 later

Orion: *Lands at trainyard*
Percy: Whoa! Orion, where did 你 come from?
Orion: San Diego.
Percy: How did 你 get here so fast?
Orion: I flew at high altitudes. Where's Pete?
Percy: He went down to Silver City.
Orion: There's a city made entirely out of silver? Where?
Percy: *Facehoof* Silver City New Mexico.
Orion: Oh. If Pete's not here, who's in charge?
Percy: If I tell you, will 你 promise not to freak out?
Orion: I bet 你 it's Hawkeye.
Percy: No, it's Gordon.
Orion: Now I really want to get fired. *Going to office*
Metal Gloss: *Blowing horn on train*
Orion: *Runs onto platform at station*
Metal Gloss: *Stops train*
Orion: Why is there a freight car on your passenger train?
Metal Gloss: Why don't 你 open the door, and find out?
Orion: *Opens door to freight car* It's a desk. What's this doing here?
Metal Gloss: According to the ponies 下载 it into the car, they 说 it was for Gordon.
Orion: Oh no. *Runs to office*
Metal Gloss: Hey! Who's going to help me get this thing out of here?
Orion: *Arrives at office*
Gordon: *On phone* Okay president Eisenhower, anything 你 say.
Orion: Gordon-
Gordon: Yeah, yeah. I'll call 你 back in forty minutes, and 你 can send someponies down here, and take them all.
Eisenhower: Good. We could use some 更多 of those.
Gordon: Alrighty then Mr. President. Goodbye *Hangs up* What is it?
Orion: A 台, 办公桌 for 你 has arrived.
Gordon: Ah, good *runs to platform*
Metal Gloss: *Gets 台, 办公桌 out of freight car*
Gordon: Get away from that, 你 don't know what you're doing!
Metal Gloss: *Gets away from table*
Gordon: *Examining table* You're lucky this didn't get damaged!
Metal Gloss: *Runs away*
Gordon: Now Orion, help me get this 台, 办公桌 into my office, 或者 you're fired.
Orion: 你 want to 火, 消防 me if I don't help with the desk?
Gordon: Yeah, 你 got a problem with that?
Orion: No, no, I want to be fired.
Gordon: Well tough shit. I won't give 你 the satisfaction.
Orion: *Groaning*

After three 分钟 of arguing, and moving a table

Gordon & Orion: *Gently place 台, 办公桌 in office*
Gordon: Thank 你 for your assistance.
Orion: Yeah, sure *Walks away*
Percy: *Arrives* So this is the 台, 办公桌 你 ordered.
Gordon: That's right. I bet 你 don't know what kind of wood this is.
Percy: It's oak.
Gordon: Nope. It's oak.
Percy: *shrugs* Whatever *Leaves office*

2 B continued