Emerson has, as usual, had enough of their goofy love. "Ain't no bees walkin' around in no people shapes," he says. "Kentucky was wiggity-wiggity whacked." Oh, my God, he even does the scratch hand like he's busting a move on the ones and twos, Jam Master Jay (R.I.P.) style. There is no end to my Chi McBride love, none. I am barely recovered from that when Ned goes on to say that "Kentucky was talking to someone at Betty's Bees when Dusty was dropping eaves." Emerson notes that this indicates an inside job, for which (he nods in Chuck's direction) they will need an inside bee girl. Chuck is ready and willing, but Ned doesn't like it. No matter, Emerson brushes his concerns aside, "we need to tap this honey at the source." And, with a flourish showing Ned the "calling all bee girls" Betty's Bees employment ad, Emerson recruits Chuck for the job.
And what an awesome job it is! Believe me, if I had a huge glass beehive to go to, I wouldn't feel so grouchy about going to work every day. As she sits in the office of the new Betty's Bees CEO, Chuck is filled with glee. This is, in fact, her very first job interview. I don't know what she's so happy about -- is there anything worse than a job interview? Oh, my God, have I ever told you the story about the guy who once interviewed me for a job and, when he found out that I had once worked for an HIV/AIDS service organization, instinctively lurched forward to snatch up a pack of gum that was sitting near my side of his desk? Like I was about to somehow put AIDS on his gum? Chuck's interview seems to be going better than that, at least, though the guy interviewing her, Woolsy Nichols, (played by French Stewart), is no less dumb. "You know," he posits, "I find, that the most amazing creatures have furry behinds." Um, so Colin Farrell, then... oh, whatever, y'all know his ass is furry. Chuck is overwhelmed by the excitement of becoming employed and can't help but ask if Woolsy is in fact the Woolsy Nichols who was once the head of Psst, Honey and More, Betty's Bees' top competition in the honey market. Woolsy says that, in fact, he now owns Betty's Bees, though he keeps it on the down low, as mergers make brand-loyal customers nervous. Chuck, going by the cover name Kitty Pimms, says that he'll hear no complaints from her. "I just hope," she says breezily, "you're not killing bee girls." Woolsy has a moment of pause. "Excuse me?" he asks, and Chuck hastily covers, saying she just means she hopes he's not closing the bee girls sales division. "The bee girls will always have a home in my hive," Woolsy says, and in that in fact, there is a bee girl opening that Chuck could easily fill. Chuck plays it off like yes, she'd heard a rumor that Kentucky Fitz was killed in a honey harvesting accident, and that by the way, she had also heard something about Kentucky planning to leave Betty's before she died. "Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh," Woolsy remarks, "well, you sure hear a lot of things." Ha! In fact, he says, Kentucky had no intention of leaving -- she was invested in the company as the new face of Betty's Bees. Chuck is shocked. "But, Betty is the face of Betty's Bees!" she says. Woolsy explains that Betty was the old face. "'Old' being the operative word," he adds for emphasis, comparing a picture of a youthful Kentucky to Betty. "She's thirty-seven!" Chuck yelps, and Woolsy corrects her again. "She's thirty-eight," he says, "which rounds up to forty, which rounds up to fifty, which rounds up to old."