Thursday's episode began a long time ago (well, a week ago) in a Boardroom far, far away. As some of you may remember, Adam and Clay had quite the bitter interchange in front of the Donald, especially once the virgin called the gay an anti-Semite. Well, Markus was the one who ultimately got the axe (I think he's still riding a cab around, trying to piece together an address to be dropped off at), which meant that Adam and Clay would have to live with the awkwardness that now separated them like a mighty gulf of lameness. Of course, we've seen teammates endure bitter Boardrooms only to have to turn around and be besties the next day on a task. Let's not forget Sandy and Jennifer M. season two, who endured one of the fiercest catfights in the Boardroom ever, and then a week later pulled it out for a stunning victory with the M-azing candybar (which I've tried, and really isn't that M-Azing. Better than the Tarshi bar though. Sorry Michael. I know he's reading. Everyone wave hello to the Tarshi!). Anyway, the point of this increasingly tangental paragraph is that no matter how harsh the Boardroom, people have always been able to come together afterwards and move on. But then again, not everyone is a prissy bitch like Clay.

Yes, to say that Clay had a chip on his shoulder would be an understatement. It was more like he had a giant boulder resting on that badboy. And sitting on the boulder was a mini-Clay, with three chips on each shoulder. And on each chip was a little button. And if you pressed the button, more chips would fall on top of the mini-Clays. I could do an artist's rendering, but even I'm confused as to how it looks. Probably would be some very strange version of a Mandelbrot fractal diagram. Point is, Clay was bitter, and he wasn't afraid to wallow in it. Not only did he seethe "Don't talk to me!" in the elevator, but he slammed open the suite door and gave Alla the sort of smirking, self-satisfied look that seems to say, "Deal with it, bitch!"