C: Those look almost as good as mine.

E: Yeah, those look just as good as Claude's.

C: I said almost.

B: It's the baaaacoooon~

E: Aah!

E: Ow.

L: Sorry, sorry! I wasn't expecting that.

M: We'll get 'em next time, champ.

E: We should start plotting now for whatever the next challenge will be.

M: Throw it as hard as you can! We're in training!

E: That was embarrassing for both of us.

Z: Hey, babies!

Z: Sooo . . . good new, no one's going home at noon today.

E: And?

Z: That's it, baby. No one's going home at noon. Y'all have got the afternoon off.

D: So, uh. I had a nice time! On our date.

D: - and she's missing out! Because I'm actually a great kisser.

So, you and Mal had a little friction today. What do you think that was all about?

E: Lord, that. That was pure jealousy. I'm . . . I'm a little embarrassed about that.

E: I mean, there's Lorelei, and she even prettier in person, and we're really hitting it off. And then she sees Mallory and suddenly she's a starving woman looking at a five course meal. With dessert, and I don't mean a nut and cheese plate. That really bruised my ego.

But that's not Mal's fault. She's not even smug about it. I might like it better if she was. It's a relief, in a way. At least if I do lose, I'll know it was just because I was outgunned. The best woman will have won. Mal's very attractive.

E: Okay, this is me giving you plenty of warning.

M: A good partner is almost totally indistinguishable from a hype man, dude-