Uncharted Territory

S01E07

Jeremy plays the track, which is about as hip-hop as a marshmallow. Executive lady could not care less, but Jeremy suggests he play it for Ali immediately. Exec lady suspects Ali is done for the day -- a kind way of saying, "You're out, scumbag." But, because his ass is on the line, Jeremy desperately pushes to call Ali. And yet, as he walks out to make the call, Jeremy even mouths off to Exec Lady a bit. Seriously, dude, you are not making any friends. Zip. It.

Jeremy makes the call, and it's obviously Ali who picks up, but Jeremy loses more points by calling her Dina. The icy tone in her voice reveals that she has closed the short and tragic chapter of her life, entitled "Jeremy Greene: The Douche Who Loved Me." Oblivious, Jeremy tries to sell her the new track, saying that everybody loves it (lie), and that it's amazing (lie). He invites her downstairs to hear it. She gives him the kiss-off, saying he's really cool (lie) and really nice (lie), but that it's not working out.

He hangs up, presumably waits a beat to make sure Dina-saur's nowhere near, then tries to make it look like he came to this decision on his own and wasn't just fired. He exits with the same staunch professionalism as he entered, dropping some expletives for good measure. He even gets a chastising music out-cue, with lyrics including "You got your big ideas/They're not as big as mine/...You can't do that to me!" And fancy that, it works on both levels! Jeremy saunters down the hallway, back to obscurity, and Ali nonchalantly packs her bags. That's right, missy, you hightail it out of there before Dina-saur catches on that you made a decision on your own.

Later, the bathing beauties filler shots are replaced by The Palms cleaning staff, presaging the clean-up job Dina-saur has ahead of her. That will have to wait, though, because Dina-saur's taking a break from her "hectic" life to get her hair and nails done. Of course, while she's recuperating from such crazy responsibilities as yoga class, meeting Hugh Hefner, and visiting the Liberace Museum, actual shit is going down. Funny that.

The nail artist earns her tip by asking when Ali's album drops. Dina-saur says Ali's single should be out in a couple of months and that Lindsay's third album should be out in July. 50% success rate...good enough. Dina-saur claims to be juggling the two-production schedule, and Nail Girl kisses up more by saying it must be hard work. The scene ends with a dramatic zoom on a quartet of nail polish bottles. Dina-saur must have run through a lot of that stuff clawing her way to the middle.