Sandy works on twee little place settings based around a red and black theme. Chef guys work in the back kitchen. Out at the bar, Jenn C. tells Stacy something about going to get changed, and there's some back and forth talk, and then Jenn says, "See? You just rolled your eyes at that." Stacy eye-rollingly insists she did not either roll her eyes. She then interviews that Jenn is "extremely emotional and irrational." She also calls out Jenn's "explosive, argumentative personality." Hey, I think they're both lovely people. Finally, back at the restaurant, Jenn orders Stacy to go get dressed. And I do mean "orders." She then says to someone else, pointing to Stacy, "This one won't listen." What's great is that there's a finger jabbing into the frame pointing at her, also. There certainly is a lot of finger-poi -- ohhhhh! I get it. That's no coincidence; that's Reason Number Five. Stacy interviews that she informed Jenn that to have her respect, Jenn would have to earn it. Which is a fine attitude to have, I find, but not so much a great attitude to go around declaring. Because it sort of goes without saying, so when you declare it, you're...yeah. Being a little bitchy, usually. The two of them argue and gripe and complain and yadda yadda yadda, as other people look on, bored.

Later, it's showtime. Maria -- dressed in, you guessed it, a set of bright green necklaces with her black dress -- invites customers into the restaurant. All of the customers, you'll notice, are dressed casual. All the women, however, are in black dresses. Jenn M. claims that "there are still disputes brewing" within Apex. She says that they all focused, though, on their "common goal" of winning the task. Maria happy-talks an entering couple as she shows them to a table, and Sandy...uh, looks on. There's a lot of "looking on" going around, actually. Sandy explains that she was in charge of the décor, and she thinks she did a great job. The décor is all very linear and blocky and minimalist, which...is all right, if not entirely my thing. "I really think it came out ten times better than anybody expected!" she gushes. And then her lips go numb from the tooting of her own horn, and she can't talk anymore. Oh, how I wish that weren't just a figure of disgusted speech.