Behind-the-Scenes Deliberation at Project Runway

Michael Kors: Peacock? Pee-you!
Ensemble: Sweet P is out!
Nina Garcia: I'm confused. Did Rami show us his prom dress again?
Michael Kors: No, no, this one's completely different.
Heidi Klum: How do you know?
Michael Kors: That one was green; this one is purple.
Heidi Klum: Glad somebody was paying attention.
Nina Garcia: I'm bored, I tell you, BORED! He deserves to be aufed. Except I totally want to do him.
Michael Kors: Back off, bitch! Me first!
Nina Garcia: We should auf Chris instead. He repeated one design element vaguely like one he did before.
Roberto Cavalli: How can you say that? Didn't you see how beautiful and high-fashion his gown was? It completely captured his inspiration. He should win!
Nina Garcia: Oh, no. Christian must win. After all, he produced another fitted black jacket over a puffy white shirt with skinny black pants. He has a point of view!
Roberto Cavalli: What does that even mean?
Michael Kors: I don't know, but everyone nods when you say it, so it must be good.
Nina Garcia: And there's another problem with Chris.
Roberto Cavalli: What's that?
Michael Kors: Neither one of us wants to have sex with him.
Roberto Cavalli: Well, he's certainly not heroin chic, but what has that got to do with it?
Nina Garcia: Oh, Roberto, you're famous and acclaimed and everything, but you just don't understand how things work around here.
Heidi Klum: I don't know about you losers, but I'm late to go have sex with my incredibly hot rock star husband. So can we wrap this up and get rid of Rami or Chris?
Nina Garcia: Bitch.
Michael Kors: Oh, screw it. Let's keep them both and torture them some more.
Roberto Cavalli: Isn't that, how you say, against the rules?
Michael Kors: Listen, darlings, we made the rules, we can break them. It's not like anybody would notice, right?
Roberto Cavalli: Madonn'.