Feel the Rush! Lee is PM, for the fourth time. I don't know how many times Sean has been PM, which is part of the problem. Lee starts saying that he wants to start with focus-grouping the employees, and Sean stupidly fights him on this, saying that their client is the hotel. He really goes from zero to hysterical faster than any person I've ever seen. About everything! Lee patiently explains that this is true, but the decision will be made by the employees, so shut up. I guess it would be redundant to remind Sean that he is Lee, the only person who knows what's ever going on. He interviews us about that though, of course, and says that if he wins he'll be three and one, which is, to his mind, quite "legit." Sean goes on some kind of rant about how poorly Roxanne dresses, and he hisses and pisses and says he never thought he'd be so "proud" to be "metrosexual." I remember when this season was being filmed, and let me tell you: the term was well past its due date by that time. I thought I was being charmingly retro when I used it on Ryan Seacrest, which was like well before that, even. Now we just call them..."guys." People. Who like to look good. Sean needs this memo. Lee, on the other hand, is so cutting-edge he's still not clear on what the term meant when it was current, and seems to think it means Sean's kinda bi. Which: Sean's creepy as hell, but not in that bi way. For the error of using a word ending in "-sexual" when it's just them in the van, they sentence themselves to fifteen repetitious fist-bopping screams about how "this" is "what they are talking about." It was going to be Hail Marys and self-flagellation, but Lee doesn't know that one. That is not what he is talking about. Well, the first part anyway. The second one he knows about, but doesn't talk about. Especially not with dubious Sean around.
Gold Rush meets with John and David, the absolutely adorable Embassy Suites executives. I love them more than any executive they've ever met with. I don't even know why, I just want to pinch their little old-man cheeks. Much bollocks is talked about the values and branding of the company, which as usual veers wildly from the reality. "High quality," "upscale but informal," these are the words that come up. Neither "temporary home for drug dealers" nor "haven for the vigorously drunk" are mentioned. "Don't call it a divorce, that's too final! Say trial separation!" Know your customer base, that's all I'm saying. "It's not that I hate my boyfriend, I'm just focusing on my career right now. Which unfortunately involves a lot of travel." One of the most excellent VPs tells them in no uncertain terms that it's the staff that'll be wearing this shit, so you better make them happy. Lee's like, "I knew that right off the bat."