More nice Manhattan shots, and then we move to the Deutsch offices. There, the group files in and waits, and before long, Trump arrives. He's wearing a pale-pink tie, which just does not work at all. He badly needs a visit from Queer Eye For The Unhinged Tycoon Guy. Donald introduces the group to Donny Deutsch, whom Donald calls "the best there is." I hate Donny instantly, to the point where I physically recoil in the privacy of my apartment. Everything about him screams "weasel." Donny the Weasel tells the group that they're going to "learn a little bit about advertising." He leads them through the offices, and just as he tells Donald that the place is "really free and open," a guy whizzes by on a scooter. Gee, what a coincidence. I bet they play Nerf basketball in the hallways, too. That whole freewheeling-office thing sure is an interesting brand-new trend here in this year of 1995. Everyone files into a large conference room. Donald starts by delivering a lecture that includes the scintillating tidbit that "advertising is an amazing thing." Ereka, by the way, is wearing a pink-purple-black scarf tied around her head. Not to mention an off-the-shoulder top. It's all very businesslike, providing that your business is fortune-telling and your workplace is a carnival. And Heidi's eyebrows are still far too curvy and thin. Donald says that last week's lemonade task was very "basic," but this week's task is something a little different. It involves corporate jets. Oooooh. They will be developing a campaign for the Marquis Jet Card, which is kind of like a Starbucks card, only instead of being able to cash it in for lattes, you can cash it in for hours of private jet service. The reward for the winning team will be a trip via private jet to Boston tomorrow night. And also, of course, avoidance of the Boardroom and impending firing. Kristi's outfit is off-the-shoulder also, by the way. Necklines with actual neck-sized holes in them are so last season.