The episode kicked off on a very rainy, very gloomy night in New York City. Oh the harsh city! So unforgiving! Much like this demanding interview process! As stoplights flicked from red to green, we returned to the suite to find our dearest Clay bitter about not getting exemption from firing. His eye-rolling and snipping were momentarily halted so that everyone could react to the double firing of Marshawn and Brian, but then it was back to the bitchiness faster than you can say "Patterned shirts!" Sensing a rift in the team, Capital Edge assembled outside to perform that most futile of traditions: the losing team pep talk. You know how that goes. Empty comments like "Whatever happened is over and done," and "We can't change that now," and "We need to be a team." In this particular powwow, Alla told Clay, "I think we could have a strong team if you could just get over your personal feelings." To which Clay retorted passive-aggresively, "The personal feelings that were put on me?" Ah yes. That's the Clay we love: petty, bitchy, difficult, petulant. The total package.

"I call him a roadblock," Alla explained to us in an interview. "He objects just for the sake of objecting." C'mon. Just call him a cockblock. Let the censors bleep it out later. You know you want to, Alla.

Anyway, back at the Capital Edge grand conclave, Adam implied that Clay did a below-par job on the latest task, causing the beleaguered teammate to adopt his most thrill prissy voice and say, "WE are done. Goodnight!" And with that, Claymarosa ushered his teammates away by performing the rarely seen passive-aggressive bow. You know the type: the hands clasping each other behind the back, the little rock on the heels of the feet, the quick torso slant. It's all an elaborate gesture that's supposed to imply, "I am so full of rage that I must hold myself back from assaulting you," but instead it usually comes off as, "I am an annoying bitch."