...Cut to Charmaine, getting her hair done, discussing at length the process and procedures and details of the various tools and products that they use in the salon. Which is annoying today, but would have been really cool of them to do yesterday, instead of playing with shampoo bottles apparently all day, for no reason. Bill walks in and Charmaine's eyes go a bit wide. "They're making me happy?" she tells him brightly, while in the corner, Michael soils himself. In the van, Tarek does another Charmaine impression about how they should "awl go hold hands in Kentucky" and Lee laughs for no fucking reason, because it's stupid; back at the ranch, Charmaine quasi-whines to Bill about how the team is made of "strong personalities" (read: "Tarek is an asshole and the others are his bitches") and that it's hard to make them listen, but Bill just stares into space, bored, because Charmaine's just a woman, so how could she possibly be saying anything important. Tarek and Lee laugh and laugh, oh how they gaily laugh, about nothing in particular beyond the fact that it's fun to indulge your hatred and fear of the ladies sometimes, when you're with like-minded fellows, and it's disgusting, and then they have a ten-minute conversation about what they'll wear to the Boardroom, and what will best compliment their eyes, and whose skin is softer and more radiant, and whose hands are more soothing to the touch, and what they think they'd be like as fathers, and how do you get your calves so hunky, and what kind of moisturizer do you use, and can I feel your pecs, and we should go work out together sometime, and what's your best deltoid routine, and who gives the best blowjobs.