Back on the L-Pal balcony, John is telling Brian that he doesn't know what Trump will do, but it's not John's impression that pointing the finger is going to help Brian very much in this situation. John is saying that "I couldn't manage the team" and "nobody would listen" are going to sound bad. Brian hates John for being right some more, so he's as mad as he was last time. "No shit. And he's not going to hear it, because I did manage the team, because I blocked the fucking team out, and I hired fifteen fucking contractors. And they're the ones that got the fucking place cleaned up." John shakes his head and sips his drink. Brian insists in an interview that the team lost "because there was no team cooperation." He insists that everybody else wanted to meddle and not take direction. There's another awesome John/Brian moment, where John tells Brian that he knows Brian thinks he's the best -- they all think they're the best. "Then why are you accusing me of the loss?" Brian demands. "Because I watched you work, and you SUCK, that's why. Period," John says. Snerk. Brian has the following defense: "I never conceded until Donald Trump said we lost." Well...good? Or...delusional? Whatever. Either one.