The women, however, are not feeling it. No one actually seems to like this idea except for him. Jennifer M. interviews that she thinks Bradford pushed the football thing because he lacks "intellectual horsepower." Presumably, horsepower of the type that would tell you that My First Drag Queen Ensemble was a good idea. She claims that "kids today" want "a more sophisticated toy." Hahahahahaha. Yeah. You know, my older nephew is within a month of qualifying as a six- to eight-year-old boy, and you know what he likes? Crashing stuff. If it comes apart? Even better. If it comes apart and makes noise? Even better. If it comes apart and makes noise and can be aimed at other people, such as my younger nephew? Even better. "Sophisticated," pfft. Baldford (seriously, I cannot type Bradford reliably, and Baldford is much easier) asks whether they have other ideas, and Stacie says that they have an idea for a car. One of the women describes an idea for a vehicle that would be made up of different parts from tanks and boats and whatever else. "No," Baldford declares. "We're going with the football idea. I'm making an executive decision. That's it." Wow. That'll make you popular. Maria points out to him that kids may or may not have any interest in sports, which is true. But they also may or may not have any interest in being a drag queen, Maria. Baldford repeats that they're doing his idea. He really did act like an ass in that scene. I sympathize, because certainly, groups of women are sometimes subject to this endless discussion/paralysis thing that they seemed to be lolling around in, and it may require somebody to make a call eventually. But I think he would have been better served by compromising to the point where he found an idea that at least someone was enthusiastic about besides him. It's not a good start on a group effort to pronounce literally every other opinion on your team to be of absolutely no importance.