Felisha turns to Toral like the rooster's about to crow for a third time: "Are you telling me that even if I say, 'Toral, this is your responsibility,' you're not doing it? Just be clear." Alla stares, and flexes her claws. Toral is so close to the edge and all it will take is a tiny...little... Somebody asks, kind of desperately, Why? Toral doesn't want to embarrass her future employers, or her family. Jennifer's awesome: "They're not even going to know you're in there, Toral. God." Alla then asks two very excellent questions: "So if I do it, I should be embarrassed?" Which, that's actually the point, because she assumes she's way better than anyone, but especially Team Capital Edge. Question Two: "If we have a construction project and we have to, like, clean up toilets, will your family find that embarrassing?" Cut to Rebecca, with her intensity at full burn. Toral's like, "No, that's different." They all wonder aloud: How? I know that the Bloven is sometimes difficult to take, and they're doing all of this to be bitches, but...every single thing they've said, every issue they've raised, is completely on target, and smart, and I am completely and totally on their side. She's being ridiculous. ["They're also undercutting their points by repeating them. She's not doing it, Felisha, because she sucks; asked and answered. Sideline her promptly and without further comment and move on to the next thing, or it makes you look petty." -- Sars]
See: "I don't know why they want me to do it. Imagine if Mr. Trump asked Carolyn to wear that sort of mascot costume, you know? I'm sure she would tell him to take a hike!" No, they wouldn't, but I'd like to take a moment to introduce you to a little friend of mine called the Categorical Imperative. It's something you can use every day in your stupid little life, kind of like a check and balance against your natural inclination to be a steaming butthole. It's a little gift from our friend Kant, and it goes like this: "Act so that the maxim may be capable of becoming a universal law for all rational beings." It means that you should only do stuff to people that it would be okay for them to do to you. It's also called the Golden Rule, albeit with a bit more scaffolding, and it's a moral imperative that some people just find comes naturally: abolitionists, pacifists, feminists, humanists. People I like. People I don't like? People like you, who are too good to wear a costume because it's demeaning, but more than willing to let anybody else do it, because they're naturally inferior? Are sickening, and you and I are...better than them. It's somewhat okay to be lazy and skive off, I guess, just don't base your case on the Divine Right of Assholes. You know?