As Bill continues to tear around the grounds, Trump slowly walks into the tent, greeting people as he goes, sometimes anonymously. Nick is now talking to Bill in person, and Bill still wants that frost update. Apparently, Bill believes that the hot air generated by fussing about the frost delay will cause the frost to dissipate more quickly. Trump is in the tent, making all har-har with his buddies about "no cheating" and all that rot. They probably have little side bets going on this tournament, Trump and his pals -- you know, loser has to lay off 1500 employees or something of that nature. Bill makes his way into the tent to greet Trump. Trump makes a great display of asking everyone whether Bill is doing a good job, assuring them all that he'll be quickly fired if he's not. "He'll be fired like a dog," Trump says. And you just know that if anyone had ever fired his dog, it would undoubtedly be Trump. ("Sure, I'm only giving you 48 hours' notice -- but that's like two weeks to you.") Bill asks whether Trump's stuff was all okay when he arrived, and Trump assures him it's all great. Bill voices over that while Trump made the "fired like a dog" remark somewhat in jest, he also made it completely not in jest, if you see what he's saying. He interviews that he wants to win, because the money is great, but the opportunity is also great. As he sits next to a woman in a pink fuzzy hat, Trump says he wants to get going, and Bill tells him that they've got a delay. "No later than 10:30," Trump insists, explaining that he's going to Atlantic City afterwards. Bill says that he'll do his best. "No later than 10:30!" Trump repeats. Bill's got this look on his face like, "Okay, no problem, no problem, just need a way to transmit thermal energy to the earth's crust, no problem..."
Taj Mahal. Team meeting. Assorama is, remarkably enough, bitching to Heidi about the way that Troy "dropped the ball so bad on this breakfast." She goes on to say that they'll have to "rebound" with a great "meet and greet" with Jessica this afternoon. Heidi now goes into her bitchfest of the day, which is about how Kwame originally put her in charge of the meet and greet, but now Troy is supposed to be helping, and boo hoo hoo she's not the boss of it anymore and blah dee blah she feels like Kwame doesn't trust her and wah wah wah she feels undervalued. Because it's totally all about that right now. When Kwame and Troy return to the office where she and Assorama are hanging out, Heidi gives Kwame the same speech about how she feels like Kwame now has two people assigned to it. Her complaint is that she thinks that now, if anything goes wrong, she'll be the one who gets blamed. Where does she get this? From her paranoid brain. "I feel like it's, 'if something happens bad, it's all on you, Heidi.'" "If something happens bad, Heidi, it's all on me, actually," Kwame says with a smile. That was a great line, sadly wasted on her. Kwame clarifies for Heidi that indeed, she is in charge of the meet and greet, and she can wear the big party hat, and blah blah blah. Troy is just there to help her out in case she, you know, totally has no idea how to manage or do anything other than sales. He wants Heidi to make the decisions that need to get made. Of course, this isn't really what Heidi wants. Heidi, as usual, is afraid to run anything by herself. Therefore, what she is attempting to do here is set up her excuse for later if something goes wrong. She was certainly not trying to actually regain control of the meet and greet, which is what she got. Sucks to have your manager call your bluff, huh? Bereft of other options, she finally gets around to owning up to her lack of clue, complaining that she's never done a meet and greet before. Kwame patiently points out to her that nobody else has, either. They're all doing new things. She needs to be willing to do new things, too.