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Still, she looks quite pretty, and Richie obviously knows what he's doing. Addressing the gathered stylists, Tabatha runs through the same old same old (she has a better idea of what their skills are, she's hoping to recommend someone to step up and be manager, someone may not be working there at the end of the week, everybody seemed to take direction well except for Pornlet Melanie, etc. etc.)

Regarding Melly-Mel, Tabatha asks her directly, "Do you feel like you learned from today?" Mel gives her a "Mm-hmm." Oop! Not good enough for Lady T! "Would that be a 'yes'?" she prods... Melanie gives her a "Yes." TabbyKat meows back "If someone speaks to you, it's nice to answer them." Melanie looks as though she'd like to answer with a Lady Smith & Wesson. Instead, everybody just goes home.

It's the next day and Tabatha has decided to give Tami a makeover! I'd have said that she really should have done that for Pornlet Melanie, but I'm guessing she didn't trust herself with a sharp object near the girl's neck. Come to think of it, though, taking into account that whole "I'd like to beat the living hell out of you!" comment, perhaps Tami is taking her life in her hands, too.

...she does look a little nervous, no?...

"Fifty million colors in the hair doesn't make a great hair color... more of a toffee/caramel color would look great on your skin tone!" she consults. Mmmm, I loves me some toffee and caramel... where is that bag of Heath Bar Bites I bought? I'll be right back.

Tabatha offers her coffee or tea, or a magazine while she's being worked on. Tami giggles like the thought never occurred to her. I'm giggling because I found me a whole bag of Heath Bar Bites, and there is currently a litter of wrappers at my feet that the kitties are playing hide-and-go-seek in... I can feel my teeth gently rotting. Life is good.

Back to the show, while she has her captive, Tabatha takes time to discuss possibly turning the useless and unused "manicurist area" into a plush waiting room for the clients, and suggests that Tami hire a receptionist (maybe she can ask mom for the money! just kidding, T-girl would never suggest that).

As Tabatha goes to wash out her color tray, she's looking in the fridge for some water and sees the stockpile of wine and beer. Richie is back there, too, and T-girl asks him what's up with all the beer? "Uh, lotsa parties and lots of afternoon drinking and lots of beer for the client and a beer for you and a beer for the client and a beer for you... and by the end of the day everybody's having a great time!" Nobody's making money, but everybody is drunk. Yay! To be honest, there are days when I think it would be so great to kick back at work and have a Friday afternoon beer or a Margarita (or a Green Iguana, which is a Margarita with a splash of Midori added to it, and is one of my favorite things in the world besides John Goodman and Kraft Macaroni & Cheese) but we can't because it's called a "termination offense" at my job. And really, who wants to have Pornlet Mel drunk and coming at you with clippers? Nuh-uh, not moi!

...like, what if your gynecologist had a "party fridge" like this?...

Tabatha is trying to psyche Tami up for actually having some backbone and enforcing some professionalism in the salon, and makes the analogy that if someone is stealing your wallet, you're going to stop them, and disciplining her staff is akin to keeping someone from stealing her wallet. Of course, if someone tries to steal my wallet, they're going to wind up with a size 10½ Skecher boot lodged in their anus. Okay, no, not really, I love my Skechers too much to do that, but they could have some really bad scratch marks that could get infected or something...

Tami says she never thought of it that way, and I see a dim bulb attempting to flicker into life over her head. God, woman, pull your shit together and handle it! Cuz now Tabatha is leaning in and quietly asking her about the staff drinking during the day. Tami thinks it's only been after work, but Tabatha insists it's been going on during work hours. "I need to be up here more." says Tami. Duh. Either that, or wait for the eventual appearance of a process server downstairs.

And now Tami's makeover is done!...

...well, at least she likes it!...

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