Losing Her Marble
In the continuing quest of getting the apartment in order, Bethenny and Jason head to a tile place to find the right pieces for the bathroom. Bethenny is concerned that the bathroom might feel a little too --- marble, marble, marble (which immediately brings to mind one of my favorite Saturday Night Live clip about marble columns).
As usual, Bethenny gets right into the trenches with the tile guy.
Croatians love vodka and tile, as she finds out, which is useful knowledge if you’re ever trying to convince a Croatian person to bend to your will. How much does this particular Croatian love vodka? Enough that he has a bar in his store. Yup, a nice light up bar (much like the one that Bethenny would like in her apartment).
You can't fault Bethenny for thinking that this guy might be her soul mate. He even had candy jars, full of (not crappy cheap candy) Rice Krispie treats and Nutrigrain bars. He can do whatever he wants with the apartment. Just pour B another martini and let the slot machines make the decisions the machines.
After taking another tour of the apartment and having people further solidify that she's on the OCD spectrum ("I want to be just shy of severe medication with the organization of my life."), Bethenny ponders if she should keep her current vanity. I adored Brooke's rationale for why she disagreed (which really just mean she hates it): "I think this room's quiet, and I think that’s loud." Agreed Brooke, I hate when my furniture raises its voice in a quiet space. Calm down furniture! Slow your roll!