Mercifully, the Team Magna song finally ends. Let's all breathe again, shall we?
The next morning, the Rhonaphone rings, and Angie runs to answer it. They're getting the call to meet Trump on the roof at Trump Tower at 9:00 AM. High fives are exchanged. With Danny. Who is, mercifully, not singing. Next thing you know, the teams are assembled on the roof, being met by Trump and the Viceroys. Trump, looking even more orange-haired than usual, asks them for the team names. "High school?" he asks, addressing them in a manner rather more asshole-ish than necessary. "Net Worth," Tara says. Trump asks how they came up with it, and Tara volleys back, in the great rhetorical tradition of VCR instructions, "Collectively, we have a high financial net worth." And then she goes on to yap about how they "defied the odds" and "persevered." Not sure how they automatically defied any odds just by avoiding higher education, but...okay. Next, Alex tells Trump that his team is called Magna Corp. He says they wanted a name that "encapsulated [their] educational achievements." Not that we know whether any of them actually graduated magna cum laude or not. But Trump claims to like that name, too. Actually, I would have liked it better if they had called the team "Encapsulate."
Trump explains that New York is "the fastest-paced place anywhere on earth." Time is money, blah blah blah. So fast food in New York is yooge. Which I'm sure is true, even though in fact, New York has so many other food options, including a lot of things you can eat standing up, that it seems to me that a place like McDonald's should actually be less significant in Manhattan than anywhere else, but...whatever. Trump says that for their first task, they'll be working with Burger King. Each team will take over a BK franchise and help launch one of six new burgers they're introducing. You pick the item, you name it, you market it, and then you manage the restaurant and sell it. And whoever "earns the most revenue from selling the new product" will win the task. Trump asks Magna how they'll do against a bunch of high-school graduates, and says he thinks they should have a big advantage. "Blow 'em out of the water," says Erin, only too happy to play along. Trump asks them if they'd be embarrassed if the high-schoolers "kicked [their] ass." Verna says she'd be embarrassed to be ass-kicked by anyone, not just high-school people. Well, seriously. Trump reminds them that whoever loses will meet him in the Boardroom for a firing. So that much hasn't changed.