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Previously: Laura made the obligatory “not gonna hook up with a roommate” comment before instantly throwing herself at a roommate. Oh, and said roommate has a “girl back home” (anyone else sick of that phrase already?). Marie and the Ginge got their hardcore flirt on.
Currently: Marie and Ginger are playing pool. Trey and Rachel-McAdams-lite are strolling by the water. Toya and Swifty are play-fighting. And poor Captain Needy is left to sunbathe by his lonesome. McAdams-lite expresses some concern for the potential havoc the sun may be wreaking on Captain Needy’s vampire-like complexion, because what he really wants from her is to be treated like he’s her child.
Next we learn that Trey and his friends speak to each other in gibberish, even when they’re in public on their cell phones. McAdams-lite finds this adorable, and somehow it ends with him throwing sour straws at her.
Captain Needy, of all people, points out that McAdams-lite is walking around “like a sick little puppy begging for attention” and calls it pathetic. She literally chases Trey around the house, and while hopping from one bed to another their knees crash together. When he complains about the pain, McAdams-lite literally tries to kiss his knee better like a mommy whose son has a boo-boo. Trey eloquently dismisses this as “just a myth,” as if there is a wide adult population that actually thinks that works. With him around, who even needs the Mythbusters?
Ginger does a sweet backflip into the pool. Later, while trying to do a front flip onto Marie’s bed, he managed to give himself a bloody face. I can’t even tell where the blood is coming from exactly, but it’s definitely somewhere on his face. He’s relieved to find all of his teeth intact, and informs us that his face got into a fight with his knee and he lost. Yes, Ginger, but look on the bright side: you also won! Fighting with yourself is a surefire win/lose situation. Although we know from the previews that this will not be your only fight with yourself this season.
The next morning, Marie finds an apology letter from Ginger promising to pay for the damage and declaring that he did, in fact, nail the flip. She loves it, and so does McAdams-lite (of course). Hope Trey’s practicing his note-writing skillz.
Latoya and Marie have apparently already made friends with Lee, their personal boat driver… or whatever he’s actually called. They head into town for some shopping, and return with brightly colored cowboy hats. Upon returning, they check on Ginger and find that his lip (which appears to be the source of his facial bleeding) is pretty nasty. Apparently he was still sleeping. He must sleep really late because mere seconds later, it’s time to head out for the night.
Trey stays home by himself, while McAdams-lite surprisingly goes out with the rest of the roomies. Rest assured, she vows to Latoya that she will be crawling into Trey’s bed later. When the “girl back home” (heretofore referred to as “GBH,” because they say that shit a lot and I’m already sick of typing it) is brought up, Laura just says that she’s trying to “keep her distance at times and take things slow.” Evidently what we’ve been seeing is her keeping her distance and taking things slow. (SlowLY, by the way.)
Trey, of course, uses this time to call up the ol’ GBH.
He asks if she’s mad at him and says that he feels distant, both literally and figuratively. He says he doesn’t think being down there is cheating since they don’t have any titles, but brings up McAdams-lite and says she does most of the flirting. I suppose he’s aware of the fact that this will be aired on television, so he might as well get it out of the way now. Maybe Chelsea has DirecTV, and she’ll never see this anyway! Neither Chelsea nor Trey knows what to say, so we take a commercial break.