There is a totally hilarious PowerPoint presentation over their heads that looks like this:
The last Star Wars theatrical event ever!
A must own DVD in order to complete your star wars collection
The emergence of Darth Vader
The Ultimate Jedi Action
The answer to all of those burning questions
Hee hee. Marketing blurbs are so moronic on paper. Jim and Gary push other important info, like keeping focus on both the DVD and game being available for purchase. Alla tells us she now has "all the information [she] needed to make this thing successful." She's right. There are handshakes all around, and somebody's Living Strong.
Marshawn starts telling us about the Excel meeting with Jim and Gary, and we hear Brian saying that they should leave the suite by ten o'clock for their ten-fifteen meeting. Which makes no sense whatsoever. Marshawn interviews that "since Brian is from New York," she almost believed him, but expresses "surprise" that "he thought it would only take fifteen minutes to get there." We cut to Marshawn looking worried but doing absolutely jack shit about this obvious misstep. I am going to assign a macro to that sentence, "We cut to Marshawn looking worried but doing absolutely jack shit about this obvious misstep," because we're going to be seeing it a lot today. Ten-fifteen comes closer and closer and closer, and Brian's playing on his computer, doing "research." Cut to Marshawn looking worried but doing absolutely jack shit about this obvious misstep.
She interviews, "I can't make the PM leave if he doesn't want to go!" It's not because he's the Project Manager, though; don't even try to mess with me that you let him do this to the team out of respect for his leadership, Marshawn. Brian, all of a sudden this fast-moving, efficient strong guy of a leader is like, "It's time. 26th and 12th Ave. Let's go." Mapquest tells us it's eight minutes with no traffic from Trump Tower to 26th and 12th Avenue. Nice tip, Miss Alli, o mistress pioneer of verité and extreme recapping. So...eight minutes, okay. With no traffic. And it's mid-morning in Manhattan, so what are the odds there will actually be no traffic? Outlook not so good. ["Even with no traffic, you're just not making that drive in eight minutes." -- Sars]