When Ivanka arrives at the gay car wash, there are two hotties with their shirts off, advertising car washes and free lunch. She asks Aimee (who?) why the detailing bay is empty, when that's the cash crop, and Aimee very confidently, smoothly, and quickly replies that their strategy is to push quantity, resulting in a higher return versus tying up their staff with hand washes that take thirty minutes. I just fell for Aimee a little bit. It's like she'd been rehearsing that since Friday. Ivanka's body says, "Well played, Aimee," but her interview calls this an "interesting strategy" and wonders how it will pay off. She visits the hotties on the curbside, where -- I hasten to point out -- they are not actually smoking crank on camera, and they are friendly but not really... classy. ["Well, not to mention their ragged cardboard-box signs suggested a cage-dance-for-food type of transaction." -- Joe R] The smaller one invites Ivanka to take off her shirt and join the fun, thinking this is somehow cute, and she classily declines and laughs, appalled.
Team Frank is like this: Crazy women wandering out into the Los Angeles traffic and screaming their asses off. Michelle, Stefani, and Nicole. In the street. Harassing passers-by about things they will never understand, thanks to our old nemesis the Doppler Effect. Aaron and Frank come running up with flyers, which I guess not all of us remember are used to advertise with parked, unattended cars, like a surprise gift. The gift of information! However, if your target is driving by, under the hot Angelino sun, you are risking not only your own safety but that of others when you attempt to advertise using flyers. I don't know how to make this point more easily without resorting to those diagrams with the little people. Michelle seems to actually slip a flyer under a passing windshield wiper. That can't possibly be right, but my notes say she did this.