Sarah is doing the shopper thing with Trendy Blonde, who guesses Sarah's from California. Sarah is surprised: "San Francisco, actually, why?" Trendy Blonde tells her that she didn't hear "the Fargo thing" so she knew Sarah wasn't from the Midwest, and she didn't think Sarah was the Southern-belle type, so of course it had to be California. Gee, want to try out any more stereotypes? I'd like to add for the record that (a) Fargo is in North Dakota and NOT Minnesota like people assume, and (b) I am from Minneapolis, Minnesota. I lived there for over twenty years, and I don't do "the Fargo thing." Furthermore, none of my friends or family does either, and the only time I have heard that accent is in the movies or on TV. Get over the Fargo thing -- it is old, it is tired, and it is annoying as hell. Sarah tries to guess where Trendy Blonde is from. She guesses Chicago (which is in the Midwest, so I don't know why she guessed it, since TB doesn't have the Fargo accent either) and Maine. She is wrong both times. Apparently, TB is from Boone, Iowa. Sarah and TB laugh, because Iowa is funny. Do I need to mention that Iowa's yet another Midwestern state? Sarah marvels at the fact that someone out of Iowa was able to achieve the position of Assistant Editor at Jody (which we can assume is supposed to stand in for Jane). TB explains that she was living with three roommates in a one-bedroom, fifth-floor walk-up, and she took a job as a "sprayer." No, it's not someone who sprays dogs and cats for fleas, although I made the same mistake. You know, it's one of those annoying people who accosts shoppers with foul-smelling perfumes. Apparently, Jody herself walked in one day and asked for TB's opinion, TB gave it, and Jody offered her an internship. Snap, just like that. Puh-lease. To snag a line from one of my fellow writers at MBTV, "Help! One of my eyes is stuck in the back of my head!" So what's the lofty Assistant Editor at Jody doing taking care of the company's shopping? That's what underlings like me are for. TB and Sarah admire some watches and decide they would be good for the models. Sarah comments that they are "pricey." TB reminds her of the $20,000 she has to play with. Sarah says, "Right, let's start spending!" TB tells her that she has to run and asks Sarah to pick out thirty and have them individually wrapped. She asks Sarah to bring them by the office the next day, "And I'll sneak out, we'll go for cawfee." If she starts talking about being verklempt, I'm handing in my resignation to Sars.