Also, as she’s singing the songs in a high pitched nasal voice, I glanced over at my husband who was wincing as his eyes met mine. It was confirmation of an unspoken agreement: never, ever own a Debbie Gibson album.
Without synthesizers, she sounds terrible!
Clay complains that he was struggling to keep everyone focused and to push through just one full version of the medley.
Dude, you picked this team. If you bought the most high-strung
team of horses because they were pretty, don’t complain when they are difficult to handle.
And don’t expect any help; with one good kick, this baby could
knock out your teeth and half your face!
Debbie still can’t be wrangled and she says she was feeling confused because Clay told her to do the music but then he was shutting down her creativity. I can see both sides of the argument. While Penn has a point that one doesn’t need to rule with an iron fist and frustration, Clay is right that everything reflects on him and since he needs to time the performance, he needs them to focus and do what he is asking.
Debbie decides to call her cousin to check on the progression of the mural. Apparently it is coming together, but taking a little longer than expected. What could that mean if Clay still hasn’t seen and approved a sketch yet?
There might be an eensy, teensy, tiny problem.
Debbie tells Clay about the delay and he tells her that all he cares about is seeing a sketch. If there is no sketch tonight, then there will be no mural. For some reason, Debbie has decided to take this mural on as her own crusade and now that she’s put herself out there on a limb with her cousin, she’s getting all antsy about pressuring her cousin. Clay doesn’t care if they have the mural or not, so I’m not sure why this is so important to Debbie.
I will give kudo’s to Debbie for trying to verbalize her concerns that her cousin has dropped everything and given up work to do this. Had the situation been Lisa, there would have been stomping and screaming by now. But the fact of the matter is that Clay made it clear already what it would take for him to agree to a mural.
Both Aubrey and Debbie seem to think that being delegated a task also means giving up absolute authority. Debbie is getting more and more worked up at the idea that the whole thing might be canceled and her cousin will left swinging in the wind. Frankly I think she should be upset with herself and Aubrey since they made an executive decision to tell her cousin to go ahead despite Clay’s instructions.
I’m trying to make everyone happy.
Why did I attempt to steal Aubrey’s thunder?
Debbie tries to explain to her cousin that Clay is nervous and doesn’t want trust the people he has delegated to. Clay argues that he’s not nervous and he’s more than willing to kill the idea. Debbie gets even more upset that now Clay is micromanaging her conversation. She storms off with her phone, but she tells us that she’s not sure she can work like this.
If I can’t work untethered and with absolute
creative control, I don’t belong here.
Over at Arsenio’s team, the Magic Johnson file has just finished downloading. Will it work? Will Magic catch the ball from the correct angle to tie together the pass Arsenio made?
Yes! They did it!
Huge sigh of relief. Everything is going to work out. This is going to be a great PSA. Until…
Magic turns to the side and does the entire spiel in profile. WTF?