Rats Emerge, Rats Converge on Apprentice 12

Rats Emerge, Rats Converge on Apprentice Episode 12 by Roxanne McDonald

And finally the right one is caught in the trap.

No more teams Arrow and Kinetic, and just in time Arrows might say: as Nicole is reading a “cute” letter from Tim and Frank insists that if Nicole isn’t feeling something then she is a cold b, a rat sighting freaks out the tent dwellers.

Trump calls soon after, though, and notifies both teams that they will all live in the mansion; they will be partnered; and they will have no PMs.

As Arrow rejoices and heads out (or in), Frank confirms that are friends… forever, Heidi (or Stefani) adds.

Wooop. You just know this is a brand that will not necessarily take.
Frank and Heidi are doing photography in the models at the second Trump tower in Vegas (to do a promotional campaign), and James and Stefani show up in the same twelve-foot area to do the same. (Isn’t that place big enough that you wouldn’t bump elbows with the enemy?)

Frank tells their photographer they are not to be associated with, as they are competitors.

Heidi whines about having to rein Frank (whom she calls her polar opposite) in to keep him focusing on the task at hand.

And Kristine—here we go again—is acting all superior because Nicole is a real estate expert and isn’t asking any questions while she is. She even announces this to the hard-hat showing them around.

Nicole says she and Kristine have very different thought processes but then explains what she means in such a vague way I have no idea what her impressions are.

Stefani [I love Stefani] is proud that she and James have huge advantages of not wasting time; not arguing; and getting things done. This will be clear in the boardroom during presentations—when the other two teams bomb their turns big time.

Stefani and James are up first, and Stefani (in her beautiful, professional, and dignified way with her nurturing and teacherly voice) presents clearly and boldly a campaign championing a “five-star lifestyle.” James shows some very detailed flow chart thing and everyone—including the other teams—is impressed.

Kristine and Nicole get a late start with a computer laptop stalling, and the “everything you touch, Mr. T. turns to gold” theme is actually dull, for the two are inconsistent,

incoherent, and messy in their delivery. And to make matters worse, they have used the wrong phone number on the brochure—which is agreed is a cardinal sin in business.
Trump says their presentation is the most choppy, broken-down thing he has ever seen, and this time his superlatives and exaggerations are quite correct.

Trump prompts the third team to step up, calling for “Frankie” to show him “that a man from the Bronx can present.” Heidi starts out weakly, even mistakenly saying something wrong about when the ground was broken for this second tower. (It’s usually not a good sign when the CEO interrupts your talk only a few minutes in.) Since Heidi has “nothing to say,” Frank offers the visual tour.

Kristine is thinking (as she later reports to us) that she has a glimmer of hope that her work is not the worst of the bunch. They had no concept, she says, which is exactly what Trump must be thinking cause he asks for their theme. They answer that it is “world-class luxury,” but Trump counters that they don’t say that anywhere…not even in the verbose brochure that the highly focused Heidi obsessed over and hadn’t finished at the eleventh hour.

Then the friends forever theme floats about the room like a ghost fresh out of its corpse:

Kristine boasted to us how she did all the work while Nicole slept (N. took a nap, and K. refused to wake her, saying she would do all the work and therefore own it all.)—but will K. “own” the responsibility for the flop? Hell, no. She will try to shrug it off her shoulders and into Nicole’s lap. She will add to her bashing Nicole when Nicole leaves to check the veracity of the phone numbers on their brochures. No shit. Not like we didn’t see that coming.

Will Frank back-door his friend? You bet. Then again, he doesn’t have to bend Heidi over all that far—as she screwed up the brochure, continued by contradicting herself (which Trumps son picks up on and calls her on, twice), and then refused to take ownership for any of the crap that Trump says sucks.

However, the boy from the Bronx snares her in her own twisted, convoluted contradicting, asking her questions Trump would typically ask (and which Trump seems fine with leaving Frank to ask). What finally comes out is how Heidi did in fact do the work on the brochure—the worst of the weak campaign.

Trump, who has always (I believe every single boardroom time in every single season of “The Apprentice”) prefaced his dismalls with lectures, editorializing, and critiques, must be so fed up that he dispenses with any lead-in and just viciously asserts, “Heidi, you’re fired…. Kristine, you’re fired.”

And but-but-but bitch-bitch-bitch Kristine wants to talk about it…, wants to be able to “defend” herself, first.

Not happening.

The house has been de-loused. Or de-ratted. Or whatever.
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