The others have cleaned up and are in the kitchen, but still smell garbage on their hands. I’m sure the customers will appreciate that. Dana returns, and the others totally stonewall her out of nowhere. It’s really nothing new from Barbie, considering she and Dana have never exactly been besties, and Justin is always kind of up his own ass, but even Christina is silent. What’s that about? Are they mad she won? Because she didn’t really gloat too badly, but they won’t even answer her when she asks about the menu. Way to be bitches, guys. I’m not the biggest Dana fan, but dinner service isn’t going to benefit from the lot of you standing there, all glum and twatish, like a bunch of mimes.
Though a Barbie face is always welcome, as far as I’m concerned.
Gordon informs them that they each will have a chance to run the pass that night, which is an important part of running a kitchen. It can really make the difference between being a chef and being a cook. And the president of the Paris casino will be there tonight, so everyone has to act like they want to work for him at GORDON RAMSAY STEAK. Christina vows to prove herself. Not that we actually hear another word about the dude, just get a shot of him eating in the dining room like any normal peon, so I guess he’s not important enough for chef’s table. Hey, we can’t all be David Beckham.
The appetizers get off to a good start, and Justin gets pulled for the pass. Things go smoothly, even when Scott pulls the sabotage by putting crab in the lobster spaghetti. Justin catches it easily, and Gordon is quite pleased.
I love it when Scott and Andi get sneaky.
Justin keeps blazing along, but Dana isn’t communicating, and is basically telling Justin to get fucked on his five minute requirement as far as her fish is concerned. Gordon calls her out and tells to her go home if she’s going to give up and be that way. I think she’s just getting them back for stonewalling her, but she’s not doing herself any favors by fucking around in front of Gordon. Gordon actually accuses her of sabotaging, which she denies, and the bass gets delivered without further incident.
The rattail takes command.
Dana’s up next to the pass, and they all stonewall her once again and don’t respond. This is sort of funny and sort of sad; sad because it’s just so immature and unproductive, no matter who’s doing it, and funny for the same reason. Gordon tells Dana to drive the service, and she makes full use of her perpetual yell. Then Gordon slips some sugar into the risotto, and she misses it.