If you're faced with a crowd of overly dry and elaborately overthinking critics, Cole Smithey woudn't stand out in the least.
It gets worse.
I've said it before and I'll say it again:
In reality, if Chris were to ever get that far, he would just sit outside Cole's place of residence and do live facebook feeds everyday begging people to kill Cole with something.
And then Cole tries to find support as well. Manages to find it... but much to his horror they all remind him of Bob.
The only one on his feedback went for $0.99. From the buyer, "A bargain at twice the price." He apparently learned his negotiating skills from Chris. $5000, or $0.99, but no less. I think that is still a little too much to spend for the right to buy drinks for a middle age nobody.
I like the idea of Chris interrupting Cole recording a movie review and trying to get him to review something like Filmation's Ghostbusters, Transformers The Movie, or The American Rabbit or something, then when he refuses, sneaks into the recording room, tries to make his own review show, but fucks all the settings on his equipment.
So drinking with Cole is only worth a fourth of Chris's used porn box.
I'd say it would be a jump the shark moment but your life would have to be interesting before then for that to happen.