You guys, please forgive this recap. I'm not really feeling that well, so the snark level is going to be low. I'm ever so sorry. But let's get things underway.

Erin walks into Joe Zee's office to talk about last week's Today Show segment, telling him that although it went well, Olivia didn't pull enough clothes and then rode her Huffy bike all the way down to Madison Ave. Joe asks, "Do you think she doesn't respect authority?" Um, yeah. "Do you think she doesn't want to, sort of, be criticized?" Um, hell yeah. "Or do you think she just doesn't understand what's going on?" Hells to the yeah, Joe.

Because Erin is intelligent and business-minded, she says, "Yes, yes, yes." Loving. Erin. So much. I just want to like, go shopping with her and then maybe catch a matinee of a silly rom-com and then go somewhere to get chicken caesar salads. And then maybe we'll be like, "Hey, let's get some martinis!" And then we get drunk and bitch about how much Olivia sucks. Erin explains about what happened and when Joe is like, I'm sure you didn't provoke her, Erin's like, "I got two words out before she freaked out! She's not a nice person, Joe." Truer words were never spoken, my friend. Joe says (in an obvious post-recorded ADR), "Erin, it's your job to make it work." Pussycat Dolls crappy song credits.

Hey piss off! Stylista BLEW! YOU MAKE IT WORK, QUEEN!

Over at People's Revolution, it's Roxy's first day and Whit tells her that there's a photo shoot and some model dropped out or something. People at the office seem to be really into their Macs, trying desperately hard to ignore the cameras and just get their shit done already! Whit says that everyone sort of keeps to themselves at the office, and then goes on to say that the job is intimidating and Kelly is on your ass, and Roxy's like, Oh I get Kelly; I'm not afraid of her; and I can see through her. No, you can't, because she always wears black.

The photographer of the shoot says that they'll need pins for some jeans (this doesn't sound important at all, but trust me, it'll be a MAJOR plot point later on). Kelly's making Roxy drive her car over to the photo shoot. Nice. Oh, but Roxy's not worried about driving in New York, because her self esteem is more inflated than all the balloons at the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade. Now, I don't like Roxy, but I actually don't think it's a big deal either. I've driven in Chicago, which is like New York's cheap, slutty, morally corrupt younger sister, and it's pretty easy. Cars and taxis are fine, but the pedestrians? Oy. And don't EVEN get me started on people on bikes. Share the road, mutha fuckas!

Get off the road, skank!

Kelly tells her not to fuck up her car because she pays $600 a month for parking. Well, that's completely reasonable and worthwhile. Whit didn't know she had a car, and Kelly's like, "It's a Ford, so I don't get carjacked in a Range Rover." The City: Brought to you by Ford vehicles - the cars no one wants to steal. I'm sure MTV totally didn't buy a Ford car for Kelly specifically for this episode. And I'm sure it wasn't completely bitchy and wrong of Kelly to ask someone to drive her car on the first day on the job. In New York City.

After like 20 seconds of stock traffic footage, we're back at Elle, where they're having a staff meeting. I believe at Elle, instead of having Dunkin Donuts, they set a box of Kleenex in the middle of the table and tell everyone to go nuts. And probably every girl is like, "Oh my god, I'm so bad! I just ate a travel-size bag of facial tissue on the subway this morning! But these are really tasty, what are they, Puffs Plus?"

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