Carolyn's so excited right now, it's hilarious. It's like she's at the circus! But not the fun one with clowns and bears on bikes, the other one. With the lions and Christians. Randal says that he wants Josh, James, and Mark. Rebecca -- with that intense "my integrity Mr. Trump" face that makes you think she's got a gun on you -- calls Josh, James, and Chris. I pick Josh, Chris, and Alla, but Carolyn doesn't care who I want because she's so excited there's a conflict here. "Well, you have a problem!" It's so delightful, this, that she says it like she's saying, "Well, you have an annuity!" or "Well, you have a package waiting from Dean & DeLuca!" They look at each other, and Randal interviews that once he saw Rebecca with her game face on, he realized, "It's on!" So I guess he's seen her with her game face not on, which concept I cannot fathom.
Rebecca offers Randal Josh for James, and Randal asks whether Chris is really her third pick, and without blinking, just repeats herself: "I'll give you Josh for James." She says it with a head-flick that is really eloquent on the theme of "Don't fucking worry about it and don't even try to change the subject until you answer me. I've got a fork." They grin at each other and Randal looks slightly less crazy than Rebecca right now, and Carolyn is loving this so, so much. It's wonderful. Randal accepts: "I'll take Josh for James...I would want Chris second." She grins and flicks again. "I picked Chris from the beginning." He is stumped. "You knew, didn't you, that we were going to have to meet somewhere in the middle? Or did you think you were just going to get your way completely?" Carolyn almost fucking high-fives her.