Net Worth tries to think up a name, and Stephanie suggests -- I am totally not making this up -- "Meataroni." Because what you really want to remind people of when you're unveiling a new product is canned pasta. That sounds so much like meat from The Simpsons that I can't even tell you. Apparently, the origin of that, incidentally, is that it would have meatballs and pepperoni, and Angie's great name is "Meatball and Pepperoni Pizzazz." Not much better, although a tad less openly farcical, I suppose. And then Alex says "Meatball Masterpiece," and they all act like this is incredibly brilliant, because...I don't know why. It's actually stupid. And certainly no better than "Meatball My, My, My!" or "Meatball Madness" or "Meatball Munch!" But Alex smiles all pretend-shyly, because he has to feign modesty in order to avoid the unending avalanche of resentment and jealousy that would undoubtedly accompany life as the guy who thought up "Meatball Masterpiece." Net Worth shares a round of high-fives. Because...Meatball Masterpiece! Wooo! Stephanie calls the name "catchy," which is a little bit accidentally hilarious, and she's like, "Oh, this is exactly why we wanted him on our team." Yes, all they needed from Alex was "Meatball Masterpiece." His work here is done. He will be in his trailer.

Well, if Chris has quit tobacco, he certainly has replaced it with a giant mouthful of something. He explains to Angie that because he was forced off of tobacco, he's chewing sunflower seeds. ["Aw. Just like a baseball player." -- Sars] Angie tells him that he might want to go for some nicotine gum so he doesn't go insane and take a chainsaw to her torso. Or that's what she's thinking. He tells her he'll be fine, though he might be "a little short." Angie points out that he's "short" on a good day while chewing tobacco, so...she's a little concerned. He admits it's true. He refrains from ripping her head off. Right now.