Elsewhere, Protégé is attempting sidewalk sales of their ride cards. Heidi is unable to get anyone to bite on what she's offering. As she gets increasingly frustrated and goofy, Carolyn -- cool as a cuke in a gorgeous black leather jacket with a fur collar -- stands there looking increasingly dismayed. At one point, Heidi loudly comments that "people need to have more sex, because everyone is just so miserable." That would certainly make me want to stop and buy something from her. As she's standing around lamenting her existence, she notices a pedicab rolling by. Protégé watches the pedicab, and they notice the big poster on the back. There is much sadness and moaning as they realize that VersaCorp has sold advertising on the rickshaws. "That's a great idea," Troy says simply in an interview. "I didn't think of it." Heh. You can just tell, as Troy takes in the passing pedicab, that he is extremely irked at the mere thought that there was an offbeat idea out there that didn't occur to him. And I suspect he's especially annoyed by the fact that it isn't really that special of an idea, and it probably should have occurred to him. Heidi asks him whether he's all right, and he says that he is, but then he interviews, "We were lookin' up the ass of a dead dog with fleas if we thought we were gonna go up against 'em." I don't completely know what that means, and I'm not sure that even a Troy-to-English dictionary, if one existed, would endorse that particular use of that expression, but it beats another use of "thinking outside the box."
After the commercial, we return to VersaCorp collecting money from its drivers, who don't seem to have had a terrific day. Bill interviews that he was "disappointed" in the money that the drivers brought in. "I don't know, Bill," Katrina says happily. "This one, I think we won." Bill is always nervous, however, and this is no exception -- he's just not so sure they've got it nailed down. "If we lose this task, Bill will definitely take me to the Boardroom," Katrina interviews, "and I will be the first person to say that he was a horrible PM." Nyaaaah! I find it very interesting that she's only going to say he was a horrible PM if they lose the task. Shouldn't he be a horrible PM either way? ["And shouldn't she have a leg to stand on in the 'not being a horrible non-PM' department if she's going to shank Bill? Lord, do I dislike her." -- Sars]
Protégé meets up with their drivers, and -- wow, I think they actually gave three hundred-dollar incentives, including one for the biggest single fare. Sheesh. That's almost one for each employee, for God's sake. They hand out the incentive payments and head out for the Boardroom meeting for results. In the Boardroom, they all stroll in and sit down. Donald arrives. Trump asks Bill how he thinks his team did. "We're cautiously optimistic," Bill offers. And how does Troy think his team did? Troy thinks they had "a fantastic day and a fun day." Trump asks if it could be a fun day if he didn't win, and all of Protégé nods enthusiastically, so I think they really did have a fun day. "I've never liked losing, personally," Trump says with a look over at George. I must say, the hair is especially yellow-and-orange stripey today. We had that cat when I was a very little girl. His name was Meechi Slav Vaspovodian Kitty, and he was named after the atrocious mangling (by a friend of my father's) of the name Mstislav Rostropovich, who is a famous cellist. So that explains why sometimes, when I see Trump's hair, I mutter, "Oh, Meechi." And have a sudden urge to listen to cello sonatas.