I never cry in real life, but fictional tragedy gets me every time. Also Johnson & Johnson commercials. Luckily there is a commercial break so I can pull myself together, blow my nose, and muster my dignity so I can move on. Ooh look there's Nora rocking the boyfriend jean like a woman with twice as much bone density in her newest Boniva commercial. She also frenches a dog. Okay, tears gone!
Over at Ojai-ai-ai, Holly is wearing her glasses and a purple dress that completely covers her chest, so you know she is serious when she tells Saul, "Wow." Saul nods sagely. The numbers for their high-end wine sales aren't looking so good. I thought Rebecca had been marketing one of their wines to the thirtysomething crowd (see what I did there?). I just remember some junior high science project-looking tri-fold poster board that everyone was gushing over. Their wine sales are tanking with the economy and they need to re-strategize. Saul tells Holly not to worry, he has the incredibly-qualified and highly-experienced Ryan coming up with a few new ideas for the surplus wine. Yep, when the market's tanking put a twenty-year old poli sci major in charge. Good plan, that. Saul pinky swears that Ryan is really showing potential. Holly looks skeptical, cue Rebecca's entrance. She is all done with her work and really wants some extra credit. Holly asks Saul to bring Rebecca up to speed on the surplus wine word problem, but Saul balks, because if Holly was paying attention, she would know he has Ryan working on that particular problem. Let Rebecca solve world hunger or the complete ineffectiveness of bobby pins or why the Detroit Tigers could blow a bases loaded, one out lead to the Minnesota Twins. Despite Saul's protests that Ryan's got it, and Rebecca's protests that she just wants to help, Holly insists that Rebecca compete against Ryan, may the best wine plan win. I can only hope the loser is executed. And that the loser is Ryan.