Trump now explains the task: they're being given a thousand dollars, with which they will go and buy whatever items they'd like. Then they'll sell those items at a flea market. Whoever makes the most profit will win. That's it, it's over, and everyone is dismissed. Get out of Trump's way. He has to go home and admire his reflection in the bottom of the bathroom sink. Boyfriend Bill interviews that he's happy about the new team, and that he thinks he's on the better team. Yeah, I think we all think that, Boyfriend Bill.
VersaCorp gets on the move quickly, and we see the team members walking down the street together. Ereka interviews that she loves her new team; it doesn't have tension like the women's team did. You know, the team with Oma-you-know-who-a on it, if you know what she means. Ereka, too, grins that "Nick picked a very strong team." Amy gets down to business in a mini-interview, explaining that the team has decided to make and sell women's clothing and jewelry. (Next week's task: Open your own sweatshop.) They're on the prowl for ribbon, t-shirts, tank tops, and jewelry. This is so totally high-school spirit week, and they are so making shirts for the whole field hockey team. Eeeeee! VersaCorp lingers in a ribbon store, as the women examine various ribbons. Boyfriend Bill calls on the Space Communicator and says that he has t-shirts for $14 for a dozen. "Yeah, get 'em," Amy puts in, and Nick gives Bill the go-ahead. ["The fashion retailer who lives in my house confirmed that that was an extremely fair wholesale price." -- Wing Chun] Nick, Tammy explains, is deferring to the women to pick and buy the product, which makes sense, after all, considering that it's women's clothing. She interviews that she doesn't think it's smart for Nick to give up this much of the management, because this is his "moment to shine," and he's still trying to bail out his ass from last week. Yeah, Nick sure seems likely to shine in the week of women's clothing and jewelry. Tammy predicts that Nick will be back in the Boardroom and will get fired. Jeez, Tammy, way to have faith in your team. Anyway, VersaCorp is buying a bunch of flowers and other girly stuff. Yeah, flowers! And let's get beads! And glitter! Hey, can you use a Bedazzler on a silk scarf?
Elsewhere, Protégé wanders, and Troy wonders what they can buy in bulk. Troy talks about finding a Wal-Mart, and Kwame's like, "Yeah, there are no Wal-Marts...you gotta go to Jersey." Heh. Kwame interviews that they had trouble finding a "niche product" for their booth. At this point, a very weird conversation ensues between Jessie and Troy, in which she asks if you can buy dirt. Troy assures her that you can. She gets all excited, and suggests that they sell bags of dirt with a packet of seeds. Huh? Troy talks about how you can plant a heart and watch it grow, or something, and Jessie gets this faraway look in her eyes, and I feel like I missed the segment where Troy got drunk and Jessie hit her head on something heavy. Jessie calls Troy "creative." This is the part where we see Troy get way too excited about selling dirt. "You can buy dirt and speckles of gold and mine for gold," he says, as Jessie furiously takes notes. Dirt notes. Notes about dirt. Scribble away, Jessie! Troy suggests a sandbox with buried treasure, as an increasingly exasperated Kwame calls Kristi on the Space Communicator. Troy talks about selling sand, and Jessie really starts to regret bringing up the whole dirt thing in the first place. She interviews that this was "a little frustrating." Troy makes one more dirt suggestion, and then she interviews that, "behind the madness, there needs to be some organization." Yeah, I think the lesson is, "Don't get Troy going about dirt, because whoooo-ee."