Randal helps Rebecca with her crutches, obviously, and Carolyn bites her lip, but I think she's down for this one, if reluctantly. Outside, Rebecca attempts to apologize, and Clay hisses through his fake smile, "No, you changed. I mean, that's okay." Because he had her identified as "nice," and then she -- gasp -- turned on him once he fucked with her beyond her ability to take it in stride. He hugs Randal, who tells him he "did a good job, man," but he ignores this, concentrating on how Rebecca "said some things [she] didn't have to say," and it's all very No, really, I don't mind, no problem, you just wounded me more than I can properly explain and I really hope you can live with yourself after what you've done tonight, with your speaking of the truth and being on-task and speaking honestly about what went on. I JUST HOPE YOU CAN LIVE WITH YOURSELF while Randal, who's the one of the three of them that honestly cares whether Clay is ever happy or successful, rates below even casual notice. Just go get a fucking Livejournal, Clay. God.

Robin says goodbye to Clay, and he easy-breezily says, "Bye, have fun!" in this we're both totally above this, aren't we, so there's no shame here, and I'll see you at the salon way...to which she's vastly and adorably immune. "…You, too!" Back inside, Carolyn breathes, "This was a tough Boardroom." George is pensive and very fucking indulgent as Trump intones, "Not an easy one, but you have to rely on the past." By which -- I don't know if you know this -- he means "history." Rebecca goes hopping ahead of Randal into the suite, where I'm guessing it's champagne and impromptu dances and songs all around.

Crazy Taxi, verbatim: "Rebecca and Randal don't have any creative bones in their body, and they don't have a chance at all as a team. They are going to lose the next task horribly, especially with Rebecca with her broken ankle. [WHAT? Is the next task a cross-country race?] I feel sorry for the three people on Capital Edge that are left, especially for Adam and Felisha, because they're going to see a different side of life, because now that I'm gone, Alla doesn't have anybody to pick on -- and they're next."

(Thanks to MartyBru01 for the thalkboard, to Muwarr90 for the Roadblock, to Listen Lady for the karate chop, to Newmy for the XM channel 45 info, gastrolyor for Welcome to the Suck, the too-clever-by-'alf Jeebus Shuttlesworth for the M.I.A. comparison, and to sofa addicted for the Machiavellian Rebecca Hopping Concept.)