Into the Boardroom! Synergy is wearing dorky aprons, except for Sean. Who's wearing a dorky apron all the time, but one you cannot see. Andrea tells Trump that she didn't eat the product, because she's a vegetarian -- and I'm sorry, but of course she is -- but that she likes the "really cool" and "really interesting" concept. Trump tells them George loved it, everybody giggles, and Michael and Gold Rush talk about their mutual love while Synergy smirks and prays he's PM next week.
I don't understand a lot of what George says this week, it's weird. He says that GR had a "fairly high price point: $7.99 for one, $8.99 for two." Andrea and Allie almost plotz. Total sales increase for Gold Rush: 608\%. They all grin happily, and Carolyn takes her turn: "They had these fucking hats." One sandwich made of pizza for $4, two for $6. "And the result of this strategy was an increase of 997\%." Andrea almost cries. That is such a large number to have a percent sign after it! Whoa! They all smile at each other. On GR, Tarek and Leslie and Michael all have their eyes closed like they are meditating, or trying not to barf. "Even Michael couldn't help you win," says Trump. At least he didn't help them lose, though. It's funny how the people on GR are what I think of as promising candidates, while Synergy is more embarrassing and stuff, but they are kicking lots of ass. "You know in life, Leslie, you have winners and you have losers? Right now you're a loser." WHAT? "You know in life, Leslie, you have winners and you have losers? Right now you're a loser." Happy fucking birthday, loser. My goodness!
After everybody is reminded by Trump that this is four weeks running, Synergy take a JetNetwork "private beautiful luxury plane" to D.C., for dinner with a Senator at a beautiful old hotel. They all laugh and dork out, of course, about how private jets are the best way to travel. Sean has combed his hair straight back for his interview, and looks even more toolish than usual. His face is so fuckin' weird. He talks about how he got his green card four months ago, and wanted to visit D.C. "out of respect," because "this country has given me so much. So the reward couldn't be more awesome." Yeah, that's pretty awesome. I don't know, though, I don't like the "this is all about me and the wonderful time I'm having and it's so meaningful and significant for me," like with the Mandela thing on ANTM that time. They get to the Hay-Adams, and meet Al Pacino playing the senator, who takes them to the Presidential Suite for their meal, and points out the window to the White House, and Andrea rubs Sean's back as he stares and whatever, tears run down his naturalized, strange-looking face. The senator says he was born in Brooklyn, the same place Trump's family comes from, like it's fucking Liverpool or something. Like Trump's DNA is premium. Like America has history. His grandfather and Trump's father were builders together. Everybody is like, "Awww. Old men are sweet, you sweet little old man!" His face is crazy crazy, this senator, but I don't think he's bad. Dirty, but not bad. He's got kind of an Alan Alda comfortingness, but with a little extra sinister on top of it. ["He's pretty cool. Seems like a nice guy; also seems like, in a fight, he'd be a hair-puller. I like that in a Democrat." -- Sars] He tells them that there is something in your stomach that says every Monday morning, I can't wait to get to work. And that if you don't hear that thing talking, you have fucked up somewhere. They nod. Roxanne says she's "going to implement that in my life." She's so funny.