Episode Report Card Jacob Clifton: A+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Cook Like Betty Crocker/Look Like Donna Reed
By Jacob Clifton | Season 3 | Episode 9 | Aired on 11.20.2008
Later on, Ignacio and Hilda are all over her and the celebrate and scream their asses off, delighting passersby, and then Marc looking like six feet of something hard and shiny enters with a whole posse of hot bitches and a seriously awesome look on his face. The hot bitches bust out in formation and set all his materials out. Amanda explains his concept: "A-List Magazine: for all things fashion, fabulous and famous." Ignacio calls this "fluff" and Hilda calls it "done," but Marc goes to the Lauren Zalaznick place where it's more about investigating the why at the same time as the what: why we obsess about the things we obsess about. Neat. Hilda gets scared by the words even though she doesn't really get them. He hands over a copy of his magazine, which contains an essay by David Sedaris, and tells Hilda she can keep it. Betty is shocked to the core by the concept of offset printing, despite working in publication for the last three years, and all the Suarezes sort of crumple. Badgely (stiff but nice) and Mischka (hot and dumb) show up and it turns out they're Marc's sponsors for YETI. Awesomely, Marc gets the opportunity to bashfully slap them on the shoulders and go, "Oh, Marc! James!" Right before the panelist woman with the daughter comes running up yelling "Marc St. James!" That's brilliant. This lady takes the huge group of A-Listers into the room, and the Suarezes continue to be unable to catch a break.
Betty, old and grey, sits at her desk applying to YETI for the 49th year in a row, still without a recommendation from Daniel, who is of course totally hot no matter how much old person makeup they put on him. Nightmare! Daniel comes running in to wake her up and do the YETI work, and she PMs him that he missed it. She's refusing to talk to him, and he feels terrible, but: Molly, which he can't tell her of course, so he shuts his phone off and apologizes some more. She almost starts crying as she admits that she wouldn't have gotten in anyway, due to the fact that Marc is awesome, but then the phone rings and she's in. Obviously. Immediately she forgets everything that just happening and goes stomping around the place in celebration. Daniel tries to share in the celebration, but she's not having it; elsewhere, Marc gets scared.
Wili and Connor come back to her ridiculous suite after the meeting, and she flirts her ass off. The hotel, fittingly, looks like every Nip/Tuck set at once, all occupying the same place. It's sort of terrifying. They want to have dinner, but none of the nearby restaurants are fittingly tasteful -- "We've Got Crabs" one boasts -- so Wili orders room service, but cocks one of her boobs just in case.