Melissa bitches at Toral about nothing in particular and Carolyn approaches her about how she feels the PM is doing. This is Carolyn starting shit in a way she could never get called on, and it's one of the reasons she rules. She looks WASPish and unimpressed as Melissa immediately starts talking shit about Kristi, and by extension, the whole team effort. Alla and Marshawn, a couple of my early favorites, watch in horror, and Alla interviews about how much they all love Carolyn and want her to like the team, and how Melissa is just ranting and complaining, with no possible benefit for anyone. Honestly, this won't affect Carolyn's opinion of the team. It's clear from her body language that she thinks Melissa is a fruitcake from minute one.
Melissa gets Markus-y with Carolyn, laughing, "I'm doing everything," and Carolyn gets flinty: "Why are you doing everything?" Realizing this is a question without an answer, Melissa is embarrassed and retreats, which is no better. Kristi takes Melissa aside and tells her to shape up, and Melissa fake-agrees, then bitches some more. Kristi turns around and tells her to seriously cut it out. "I'm not going to have you being negative any more. Let it go." Melissa interviews that Kristi's "just threatened," and says that if it's that bad Kristi should just get fired and go home because she's only going to get worse. Well, something like that. Kristi sends her to work on the accounting part with Marshawn so that she'll stop interfering with everything, and Melissa slumps off as if under the impression that Kristi is somehow being unreasonable. The only unreasonable thing Kristi's done so far -- besides the flyers, which should have been redone -- is not benching your insane ass the second you started with the self-hating racism, you monster.
Chris and Randal announce a class starting for Team Excel, and Randal looks pretty spacy, but not unfocused, as he gives a voice-over on the difficulties of doing this right now. Markus interviews, after kneeling lamely at the money-counting table, that it's "going to be a photo finish," but, like, how the hell would he know that one way or the other? We go to commercial on a shot of him doing impotent and sad aerobics.