And here's another scary thought: given the way this show treats women and minorities (and everybody else), did you ever think that Heidi's being set up for the worst fucking nosedive this show's ever seen? Every boardroom Trump calls her a queen and talks about how awesome and wonderful she is, and we only get the most smug, condescending looks edited into the boardrooms anyway, and she's being illustrated I think as an internet bubble that's about to pop. It won't happen soon and it won't warn you before it hits, but dollars to doughnuts she's going to take a faceplant in a pile of dog shit sometime in the next ten weeks. Which suits this show's agenda just fuckin' fine.
Marisa calls Heidi AGAIN to "really quickly be quite honest" with Heidi about both splitting infinitives and demanding they name the bowl "Bravado." Heidi hangs up after a short no and rolls her eyes and is exasperated and awesome. And you know, it's not that Bravado is a terrible name for a bowl. It's a good name, but for a spicy man's-man meal, not this fruity yoga fusion thing. It's "Paradise" because that's what you call a thing with a bunch of tropical fruits in it. I didn't make that up, the Fifties did, when they discovered cheap island labor. It doesn't need to be original, it needs to be commercial and it needs to make sense. If they're going with this hellish concoction, call it what it is. "Bravado" is confusing and misleading. (Of course, with this editing, it could be that Marisa doesn't know they've even settled on the ingredients at this point. No wait, "fruit and spices meet and greet and become better gladiators" or whatever. So shut up some more, Marisa.)
Arrow: There are balloons all over, Aaron is getting his motivational on about how delicious is their bowl and how motivating it is to succeed and to be awesome, and how they're going from "outhouse to penthouse," and they do a hands-in and scream ARROW! Aaron interviews about how you have to "create that atmosphere of a special event," and how there are five dozen balloons all over, and how the signage creates a "buy now, party type of atmosphere." "Our signage popped!" he says gleefully. I am over being bored by Aaron. He's just like that guy I love every season, the Dan, who will backflip into team spirit and sales crap so fast you can't believe it. James stands on a corner with his signage popping, screaming at a bypassing car: "I'm waiting for you!" I fully believe that James's crazy and loud voice is stronger than the Doppler effect, and so there are cars all over the place, backed up, running through the drive through like California lives on tortillllas. Tim schmoozes sales on a lady and she's down, and Surya's working the window, selling. The total for one order is $5.40, remember that. Nicole sells as best she can, and Tim approaches Aaron with an idea to do a bulk sales run. Anybody else, I would say this is a bad idea, but Tim and Frank can totally do it, and do it well. Surya has a little obnoxious tut-tut seizure that nobody sees but us, and Aaron gives us the deal here: it's scary, with the lunch rush coming, to lose two team members -- since they're apparently running the restaurant all by themselves -- but the incredible risk of sending two of the best guys on the team out into the field is scary but happening. He's good at this game, he really is.