Gold Rush is screwing around and wasting a lot of time, because jingling is hard, and kind of gay, and Tarek and Bryce don't want to call that bluff. Bryce has no ideas, he admits, and Lenny...thinks that maybe because it's a "jingle," there should be jingle bells. I don't know what to say about Lenny this week except that either this is all an elaborate façade, or somebody actually on-purpose refused to tell him what a jingle was. I am sympathetic either way, of course. Tarek sings something dorky, something that says, "I'm trying so hard, but I'm just not queer enough," but really means, "I'm not actually trying because singing in front of people is weird." And I agree with both. He's not a creative person. Lenny...thinks that maybe it should sound like a cell phone. Bill is very, very impressed by how not-at-all they're all working. It's hilarious. Lenny interviews that this process is "rocket science actually" to him, and that I do believe. He continues to make weird suggestions ("scrape a pizza cutter along some bricks, then pretend to be schoolyard lesbians," "put a sheep in a cowboy hat with a marimba covered in cheddar and horseradish," "contrast with Chernobyl chicken, which glows") as Charmaine ignores him, getting steamed, and Leslie kind of waves his away like a gnat: "I'm trying to...think." Charmaine doesn't really crack on Lenny, but she gives voice to her irritation that he just does not get this. "So far he's thought of a sound of a chicken." She's adorable in her exasperation. Lenny sings horribly, hilariously. "That could be a problem."