At the end of the day, Melissa cries, because everyone worked so hard and did such a great job, and it’s genuinely pretty touching for a moment. And then with a quickness she shakes her arms around, and goes “Fixed that. Wicked!” and her voice has completely changed, and it’s kind of amazing because you get to see just how much of her whole personality is completely put on, and then you have to think about why she does that. Like, every other word out of her mouth when she’s not undermining her PM for no good reason is “fabulous!” or “awesome!” or “totally!”, and anybody who is that desperate to tell everyone how happy they are cannot actually be happy.
The Apollo sales team sit in a car, plotting for the Boardroom. That was a nice little contrast edit too, going from the whole of Synergy together, in their group hug moment, to showing the rift in Apollo by showing their literal physical split by being in two separate cars. “What did Sandeesh do today?” Shibby wonders, and he already knows the answer, but he wants to let someone else take the lead on the bitching, because then he can say he’s not trying to cause dissent, he’s just asking an innocent question. Paloma is all too happy to pick up what he’s putting down, and claims that Sandeesh always hides behind physical tasks so she doesn’t have to make any decisions that people can later call her out on if she makes them wrong. They both agree that it was like they were two people down on Synergy and not just one, because of how little work Sandeesh actually did.
Next morning. Time for something amazing. Shibby and his sales team head to meet with Sean, the chef from the hotel, to deliver his 1000 bread rolls, 500 muffins and 400 croissants. They do this in a car park, looking in every way like a shady drug deal, except for the part where Shibby is for some reason dressed like Ernie from Sesame Street. He hands over the muffins, calling them “the finest muffins that money can make”, and then breaks the news that, of the 1000 bread rolls ordered, the team managed to produce… 16. Shibby can’t even keep a straight face as he says the number. I love it when they know they’ve fucked up so badly that all they can do is just laugh. Sean slightly overplays the drama as he asks what he’s supposed to say to the thousands of hungry customers in his hotel waiting for their breakfast. What he should say is “Enjoy your meal” as he gives them the breakfast that he obviously had ready anyway, because no actual business is really going to rely on a bunch of narcissists from TV to this degree. Or, as Shibby suggests, “Go on the Atkins diet”. Sean reams them out about how they’ve broken his trust, and Shibby asks if there’s anything they can do to make up for it. Sean suggests compensation, and asks for £150, Shibby half-heartedly negotiates him down to £130, which I believe is still more than they were charging him for the order in the first place. Sean marvels to the camera about how he’s actually made a profit from this. “What a way to run a business.”
