I'm not sure I'd describe that scene as actually containing amazing surprises of printing, typography, or subjective stylishness.

I see it as mockery of some maladjusted status-obsessed men as they fawn and suffer over trivial differences in pretty-much-identical plain white business cards. Every card says the same thing except for the name, and many of the things being described aren't even true. (For example, not embossed, no watermark, etc.)