We open with really sad music and a shot of sad plaid shirts and vests. Plaid? Will never go away. Let's take a moment and think about that while the Irish funeral music plays.

Bagpipe music was made for displays like this.

Are you ok? Ok then let's move on. Gary arrives at MMA in his giant tiny penis truck, saying they were called here for rankings and Jen sounded super pissed. Tara is worried too. At least I think that's what a skirt up to her ribcage with suspenders means.

You can't hit me! I'm just a child! In 1988!

Gary and Tara are stuck waiting outside the building together, and they stand half a block from each other and don't speak. The others arrive but a little ray of sunshine is missing. Where's Janna? Did she get fired? Did she get hurt trying to tape her bumper back on? Was there a sale on American Princess dolls that she couldn't leave? Who knows? But the others are whispering drama. Actually, Jen just called cuz with all the drama last week there wasn't time to rank them and she just sounded pissed cuz that's her default phone tone.

She's shocked that Janna is MIA and can't believe she would miss something as important as being berated for not bringing coffee fast enough or getting the car packed tightly enough. Jen starts by sniping at Brett for his sexual harassment of Cody last week. It's not appropriate to offer blow jobs at work. Blow, yes, this is Hollywood. Just leave the jobs off the end.

Brett smiles really big, and Jen gets him back by giving Cody the number one slot!! Brett is number two, and doesn't mention that Cody stole his pink checkered t-shirt as his own. Aw, growth! Tara is commended for not being a wallflower, but takes shit for letting the rack fall to the ground. Janna never arrives to find that she's last. AGAIN. And now for a meeting with Paul's cousin from Mad About You, who's the VP at MMA.

This is what real people look like in plaid. Yes, all the kids are still wearing it, but you look like the Bounty Man's semi-retarded brother in that thing. Get thee to a Men's Wearhouse!

The meeting isn't only with VP, it's with the entire staff!! Why? Because they all need to discuss how much Janna sucks? No. No but that would be fun. It's because today's job is HUUUUGE people! The Oscars? The Emmys? Grammys? Spike Scream Awards? Better! A celebrity fashion show starring Nicole Richie's made from Michael's jewelry! Sad horns. Julie will be working with Tara, and they will have eight models who need two outfits each. Jen is taking Cody and Janna to work on Nicole and four of the models. Eric has Brett and Gary for the dancers and a rock band. Nicole Richie has her jewelry to show off and Pete Wentz has put out a clothing line. If they had just asked Tori Spelling to come and show off her HSN line this would be a Stars No One Cares About Sell Things No One Cares About trifecta.

As Tara leaves, she grumbles about getting stuck on Julie's team. Julie hates her and no matter what she does she's gonna be seen as a failure. Well, try not failing AGAIN anyway, just for fun. And maybe just don't talk about anything personal. Cuz one thing Julie doesn't want from you is anything resembling a relationship. It's not you. It's your status. And your suspenders possibly.

Julie follows her out of the building and tells her to cut the crap and act like an adult. Tara kinda stutters some stuff out, but none of the words include "I'm sorry." Julie doesn't really require an apology, she just needs someone who can unload boxes all day and not start spreading gossip about the boxes to other boxes. Tara's like uh....ok?

Brett and Gary head off to shop for a band called Academy Is. This is gonna be a really really tough assignment. Where are they gonna find V neck t-shirts these guys haven't already worn?

The Rachel Cut is back.

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