She crutches them over to the other side of the display, and interviews intensely about how she had "Marshawn's notes in my hand and a half hour to prepare," and then the trouble starts. Jim asks, "Did you think at all about having Darth Vader play a more predominant role, graphically?" Rebecca fucks up very eloquently here: "Darth Vader is an ominous figure, and if we were to put him in the dead center, we would overpower so much of the other elements," blah blah, it doesn't matter, she's talking out her ass and she knows it, but what do you do? Bill looks scared some more. An exec asks about, and demonstrates, how one customer standing in front of the display eliminates the entire visual of the merchandise on offer, because it's all crowded together in one small area on the display. There is silence, and Brian jumps in finally with a "Now that you bring that up, we could put the merchandise directly right in front of you while you're watching the movie," which...I like Brian, but seriously? "You're right, I should have locked the barn. Thanks for that input. Do you have any other suggestions, just in case time travel is invented in the next several hours?" There are handshakes and Rebecca's wondrous, hard, freakout smile, and we cut to Marshawn looking worried, but having done absolutely jack shit about these obvious missteps.
Rebecca interviews that the presentation wasn't her (for some reason I loved this) "best work," but after all, "Marshawn pulled out at the last minute, and left us all sort of trying to pick up the pieces, and I don't like people who drop the ball at the last minute." It's a given that Rebecca feels things more strongly than you and I, right, so what do you think it's like for her right now, regarding Marshawn? We get a split-second look at Rebecca which I think answers the question, and it's totally scary. Brief cut to Marshawn looking sad, like she's just fucked up, which she has. You guys! Is Marshawn going home? That sucks! I hope she doesn't go home. I want Felisha or Adam to go home, because all they did was dress like assclowns, and if that makes you a star, then I was in the company of some deeply motherfucking talented corporate powerhouses the night I saw this movie.
Everybody has to wait outside the Boardroom with Robin while Trump meets with the execs, and you can hear their muffled voices out in the foyer, and it's totally stressful. This is the first time they've done that, at least this season, and it's brilliant. LucasJim says the teams "did well, overall," but he and Gary agree that there's a "clear winner." Outside, everybody looks freaked out, particularly Brian, except for Clay, who's smirking self-righteously like always. Trump tells Jim and Gary how very much in love with both Best Buy and LucasArts he is, and then he marries them because he hasn't gotten married in hours, and they leave and don't talk to the candidates at all, and it's super-creepy. Adam looks really, really good in the maroon pinstriped shirt, and all of Excel is still wearing their bright blue Best Buy polos as they file in. Clay pulls out Felisha's chair, and Marshawn and Brian help Rebecca with hers, and then Trump starts screaming his ass off. He keeps saying the word "film" like "fillum," and it's obnoxious.