The men's presentation begins. John shows off the panini maker, on which he is creating a big sandwich. It does occur to me that I could make that on my George Foreman grill, which I got at Target for a lot less than $71.25. Now, we move to Trump's office, where he is watching the presentations from under his unusually yellow-looking hair. I wonder if he had it specially done for the occasion. Something about his look in this scene reminds me of Rip Taylor. But anyway, back in the control room, the woman shows Andy that for most part, no one is calling in a few minutes into the presentation. They have successfully brought QVC to a screeching halt. They have brought commerce to its knees. Andy compares the chart on the monitor to the 1929 stock market crash. Hee hee. Kelly gestures madly to the guys on the floor, trying to get them to up the energy level and move some grills before the time runs out. John takes the opportunity to show off how much melted cheese he's getting all over his fingers. There goes John, trying to get the dirty-bird vote again. Works for me. With four minutes remaining, something quite fateful happens. A woman calls in from somewhere in the heart of the country to report on how much she loves her DeLonghi panini grill. Andy reports that the only time they really had a jump in sales was when this lovely woman called and offered her personal testimonial. The presentation team thanks Patty from Oklahoma just as the segment ends. In an interview, Raj says that they learned that they had sold approximately 200 grills, when they were planning on selling 800. He shows off his mental calculated by saying they only did 25 percent of what they'd intended. He goes on to complain that he still believes the product was priced incorrectly. He is convinced that, had they lowered the price, they would have increased the volume enough to make up the difference. "The thing that sucks," Chris says to the other guys, "is that it's not even going to be close."
Time to head over to the women's presentation. Pamela and Sandy are stationed in the control room along with Elizabeth and Stacy, while Ivana is down on the floor with Jen and Maria. As Pamela explains, it took quite a while for the sales presentation to get moving, and at first, it appeared was going to be a challenge to sell anything. We watch Jen demonstrate the sponge on a wall to remove various marks, as finally, the calls begin to come in. Sandy compares the competition to "watching a horse race," and I'm going to refrain from making a "horse-face" joke here. But believe me, I could. Sandy reports that when the 12 minutes were up, she felt that the team had done as well as it could have. They left the booth knowing they had sold about 650 units. In an interview, Pamela says that she thinks the women really needed a different kind of leadership, and they needed to be led with more strength, which I agree with. That doesn't mean she didn't go overboard, but I do think that a butt-kicking was in order. And they probably should thank her. But obviously, they're not going to. Elizabeth even tells someone she had "so much fun" doing the task. And I mean, when was the last time any of the women were able to say that? Pamela says that she wanted "a blowout win" for the team. And it's interesting, because for all the heat she rightly took this week for being arrogant, part of that comes out of the fact that when she talks about the win, she talks about wanting the win for the other women on the team, and while that does have a boss-like quality or a condescending quality to it, I also think she believes it, and I think it's not meant in an unkind way. I do think she felt like she was made responsible for reforming them, because of what Trump said, and I don't fault her for feeling like she was in fact being asked to perform a rescue. Sunset.