Night shots! Time-lapse! Morning shots! Manhattan is all about trick photography, you know. Time to get up and get into the rat race again, dear little rats. You've already proved how much you love cheese. Donald, of course, has long been awake inhaling the scent of his marble walls and playing in his fountains, and now he's in his limo, telling Robin on the phone to call the candidates and tell them he'll meet them in one hour at the Deutsch Agency, where some of the world's greatest obnoxious advertising originates. Now you should take a moment here and appreciate the fact that "Deutsch" starts with a nice "doy" sound, and it's a little bit of a funny word. Deutsch, Deutsch, Deutsch. Dramatically, Donald hangs up. The phone rings at S4, and Troy picks up. As Katrina's comically hyper-plucked eyebrows look on, Troy takes down the information about where they're going. Interestingly, they now seem to have a silver phone instead of last week's red phone, although it kind of looks like last week's red phone either painted silver or, frankly, covered in aluminum foil. Someone unwrapped a lasagna, I think, and then got all carried away with the Reynolds Wrap. Sam interviews that it's "a big day." It's "round two." It's "another chance to act like a damn crazy person." (The last one is silent.)
VersaCorp has a meeting in which they talk project managers. Imagine that, picking your project manager after you have some clue of what the task is. Those crazy boys. Kwame points out that he knows something about advertising, so if it's an advertising thing, he might be a good choice. They ascertain, though, that Jason has actually worked in advertising a little, and when he hears that, Kwame readily rolls over and encourages the group to give the task to Jason. Jason accepts. "I guess I gotta step up to the plate and take charge." I implied it last week, and I'll say it now -- this is, in fact, one of my favorite things about groups of guys, and hanging around with groups of guys. The stereotype that they're a little lower on the drama and emotional bullshit when it comes to making group decisions is not entirely unfounded. There's not as much need to check everyone for adverse feelings before you do anything, there's not as much need to see all developments as personal...it's kind of refreshing. If you've ever ordered pizza using actual official feminist process (oh, yes, there is such a thing), you know what I'm talking about.