FAMEJUNKIE

Nichole comes running into Darcy's office, yelling about the Mia Bowers story, but she has a surprise in store. Is it that hoodies and yoga pants are not acceptable office attire? I mean, you get that they're "bloggers" and thus they wear pajamas to work, but that leaves out the part where the girl left her home wearing pajamas, got on the subway in her pajamas, and rode an elevator up to this office wearing pajamas. Do you know what I mean? I do my work in my pajamas, but that's because my office is my kitchen island. I still wear clothes when I leave the house. It's a fight, I'm not gonna lie. But it's a fight I'm still winning, by God.

Robert: "I'm afraid there's not going to be a Mia Bowers story, honey."
Nichole: "Darcy, what say you?"
Darcy: "He bought us, it's kind of obvious."
Nichole: "You gutless cow!"
Darcy: "That was uncalled for. You are fired. Go pack up your yoga pants."

PHARM IT

Will: "Okay, Joanna. This incredibly complicated maneuver is go. You're gonna walk down a hallway..."
Joanna: "Slow down, slow down!"
Will: "First, grab Robert's corporate ID..."
Joanna: "Done. Now, what's this about a hallway?"
Will: "I just hope this is worth it, Ben Preswick."

FAMEJUNKIE

Nichole: "Robert Bowers! I am speaking truth to power here!"
Robert: "No, you're just shitting on a sixteen-year-old because you're poor."
Nichole: "Your family chooses to live in the spotlight!"
Robert, verbatim: "You sad little cipher, with your third-rate J-school diploma. Why don't you just get back on whatever bus brought you to my city? You think you're Bob Woodward? The work you do is meaningless. The life you live is meaningless. You should get out of my way. I have eyes everywhere. And don't even think about taking this story anyplace else. I'd kill you before I'd let you turn this sweet child's life upside down to advance your pathetic excuse for a career."
Nichole: "I picked a bad day to go off my meds."