In this, week four of a 13-week job interview, "The Apprentice" whisks us away to the land of soft serve and Dilly Bars as the aspiring capitalists participate in a Dairy Queen challenge designed to separate the cones from the cups. D cups. But more on that later.

Teams Capital Edge and Excel meet The Donald and his minions in the marble-encrusted Trump Tower ice cream parlor. We get introduced to a couple of Dairy Queen executives who will be judging this week's project -- to design a new character and campaign that promotes DQ's classic Blizzard. As part of the challenge, the teams will meet with the Dairy Queen costume department and whip up mascot outfits of their creations.

Randal can take it easy this week, thanks to his team's previous decision to grant him an exemption from getting canned. The ladies of Capital Edge are more nervous since their numbers are dwindling due to poor showings in recent challenges and the group's mounting hatred of resident pompous ass Toral.

The not-so warm feelings grow this week as Toral agrees to take the helm as project manager "if no one else wants it." Underwhelmed by her response, the team agrees to throw this one to that mask of makeup, Felisha. Over at Excel, the guys have agreed to let Clay head up this week's task. Clay promptly metamorphoses into "somewhere in between Napoleon and Hitler," according to Josh, and begins laying down the law. The dudes may basically spoke when spoken to and are required adopt the "thank you sir, may I have another" attitude of which Clay is so clearly fond.

The two teams brainstorm to come up with a character fit to hawk the Blizzard. Toral throws out such gems as "Blizzamarole," "Blizzard Bumblebee" and "Blizzard Blister." I'm getting hungry already. Clearly unaware of U.S. Postal history, the gals settle on "Zip", an abomination seemingly designed for the sole purpose of frightening small children, and utterly devoid of any DQ logos or branding.

The boys on Excel are faring better, having come up with "Genie Ginny," a buxom, edible, Alaskan sorceress who dresses like Santa but with more cleavage and lots of DQ bling. Good ole' boy Mark promptly volunteers to dress as the character, instructing the costume designer to give him a little more up top. "If I'm gonna have boobs, I want them big." Amen. The men have even come up with a sexy jingle to go along with their character, which teammate Adam belts out with all the aplomb of an understudy in an off-off Broadway production of "Cats."

Meanwhile, things aren't quite as harmonious with Capital Edge. Seemingly for no other reason than good, old-fashioned humiliation, Felisha wants Toral to don the Zip outfit for their Dairy Queen presentation. Toral refuses saying she "doesn't feel comfortable" being dressed as a torso-less cross between a rabid Mick Jagger and the Runaway Bride. "Toral is a friggin' goober," Kristi exclaims in her Southern twang. Come on, Kristi. There's no call for profanity like that, but perhaps it's understandable, seeing as Kristi is the one dressed as Zip when Capital Excel pitches their character to the DQ execs, who look suitably horrified.

Despite Clay's initial misgivings about Genie Ginny, Excel presents the notion to the DQ suits, who, entranced by the presence of boobs on the character, love the idea and ultimately grant them the victory. The team has obviously liked the abuse Clay was dishing out this week and unanimously vote to keep him safe next week. Then they're off to meet the Mets as they play some ball with the team over at Shea Stadium, their reward for winning.

Back at the Opium Den, the women are once again packing their bags in preparation for the impending boardroom firing. Toral says she's glad "these people" on her team lost and mouths off to Rebecca, her sole supporter, about how "stupid" they all are. As usual, Becks keeps mum, with only the twitching of her evil eyebrows indicating her thoughts.

In the boardroom, Toral pulls a Melissa and predictably goes nuts, suddenly claiming her refusal to wear the Zip outfit was on religious grounds. No one is buying it, not even Rebecca, who is forced to admit that if it were up to her, Toral would be shown the door this week. Trump likes the idea so much that without further ado, he fires Toral on the spot.

Next week: "Jumanji!" ... er ... "Zathura!"

-- Liz Scott lives in Philadelphia. Her hobbies include listening to Prince, watching "Cops" and reading about celebrities.