Ivanka visits, perfection as usual. She bats her eyes at Dee's flirting and joshes the men about being "stiffs" when it comes to partying. Man, you know it must burn Dee Snider up to have to play such a square on TV after establishing his heavy metal bona fides for so long. Ivanka asks, on her dad's insistent behalf, if Penn is taking a backseat on this task, after his and Clay's dustup last week. Clay recruits his own music director and practices a rather lovely "Under the Boardwalk," to be performed with Arsenio and Dee.
At their party, the show teases like attendance is going to be low, but I guess everybody was just waiting for the suspense-building commercials to be over before filing in. Oh God, the Claymates showed up. How weird for Clay, to see his crazy fans outside of the contained environment of a concert or digging through his trash for mementos. Arsenio is in charge of dancing, it would seem, as he supervises the limbo competition and even starts a Soul Train line. THAT is a party, everybody. Clay, it should be noted, is very impressed at the limbo skills of a pair of hot guys. Anyway, Dee found their party to be a "dudes' party," without such womanly concerns as tables or coat racks. Get OUT of here, girly coat racks!
OH! And then after the commercial break, we get the most important piece of information: the guys get Kathie Lee and Hoda to show up to their party. GAME OVER, TASK WON. Y'all, those ladies are going to be so pissed when they find out there's no booze in those Bellinis. ...What am I saying, Kathie Lee doesn't go anywhere without a flask strapped to each thigh. Kathie Lee actually likes the drink, and she is NOT the type to front if she doesn't like something. Unrelated: I'm slightly surprised Clay isn't claiming his facial hair situation as peach-fuzz inspired in service of this task. Eventually, Clay, Dee and Arsenio bust out "Under the Boardwalk," and it results in a party-wide singalong, which bodes verrrry well for the boys' team
Early on, Aubrey latches onto the idea of the pomegranate as the "forbidden fruit" from the Garden of Eden. (Aubrey is rewriting the BIBLE in service of Donald Trump. She really should win.) The team then morphs that into the "UN-forbidden fruit," and that into "the Garden of Crystal Delight." It all sounds like a good idea, but the women are clearly getting the conflict edit, so they're going to lose. Aubrey plans to flex her creative muscles by defying the Crystal Light execs' request to be "sassy" and actually fun.