Quite the contrary. Our heroes begin by arguing over the primacy of money over friendship. Fugily believes being stripped of one's dignity competing in an Anglicized version of a Japanese game show while winning only enough money to upgrade your Ramen stash is insignificant when compared to the lifelong college lecture tours secured. Suzie Chappedass holds the contrary position, that a handful of BMP benjamins is worth any humiliation, and she'd rip Fugily's fucking lungs out of her chicken chest if it got her to the finish line a pace ahead. Wow, Sleaz, didn't know you'd worked on the Microsoft antitrust case.
Most great battles begin with a stirring speech.
This Challenge is no exception. Mulie is suitably miffed, as she prefers her men tender indeed, as she finds high-fiving the dude sitting on the headboard while slapping that Wisconsin ass you just busted into to be a tad common. Great generals always survey the battlefield on the morning of a battle. Napoleon insisted on walking the entire ground, to get a feel for his troop and artillery placement. Alexander the Great made outstanding use of scouts and spies, as did Robert E. Lee.