Then, things get weird. Brandon "thinks" that it would be a good idea for the designers to work at the club before they design the uniforms. I guess there is something useful about that. Tu explains that his parents own a restaurant, so he should be pretty good at this, right? The first thing we see is him dropping beers on the floor. Then, he interviews that this is a little bit different. The ball boys go around and retrieve the ping pong balls that are no longer in play. Amanda finds the work rigorous and announces that she is glistening. Joseph or Joe -- I'm not sure what we're supposed to call him yet -- says that it's important for them to work there so that they can see what the needs of the uniforms are. The mannequins are like, "This ain't the DMV -- why is your entire name on the bottom of the screen? What do we CALL you?" We see the designers asking the employees some questions about their uniforms. One girl is really noncommittal about whether or not she likes blazers. Shady. One girl tells Benjamin that the important thing for skirts is that they be long enough to hide their balls, even though that is their business. Amanda asks a guy if he would like a button-down and he says no. However, he looks like he probably would like the current uniform more than anything so why are we even asking him what he likes? There's a really quick shot of some more spillage and then we're done with this little exercise.

Benjamin tells his team that he has worked in a high-end restaurant as a host and he has done uniforms for that restaurant. So, he's GOT this. Obviously, none of the other people on his team have done anything similar at all, because no one thinks to ask the question, "Where? Just so I can Google that when this whole thing is done." Some people say high-end when they mean self-serious or popular or even expensive, in regards to restaurants. A restaurant being high-end is actually fairly clinical. There are specific things that are sort of required. That being said, SPiN may be scene-y but it is not high-end. You're eating turkey wraps on sofas while drunk people are playing ping pong. Those people playing may be gorgeous models or dudes on SNL, but that doesn't make it high-end. And there. I've given it to you, a condensed version of what I've really learned in NYC as a struggling artist: how to identify a high-end restaurant. I couldn't be sadder. Benjamin explains that he is a natural-born leader, but he's conscious of when that leadership is welcome or not. He's going to trust his intuition and hopefully not step on any toes. The mannequins are like, "Could someone turn the lights on? Oh, you're worried about washing out Powder over there? Fine." And... hold the phone, James is wearing some seriously jacked jeans. Black and white tie-dye? No.