"Save me! He's wearing Drakkar Noir!!"

We open on Sam & Nicole entering from elimination to a room full of awkward clapping and shit-eating grins. Everyone is disappointed that the Awesome Twins have returned (and that Male Awesome is doing the Running Man in celebration). "Everyone is worried that we're going to win all the challenges," Sam says matter-of-factly. "I know that scares people. I'm scared of myself!" Yeah, well, I'm scared of your spray-on tan and the sharpness of your spiky hair. Those things could really hurt someone if things get out of hand.

Later on, David is having a pow-wow with Joshua and Chez about the fact that they almost sent him to elimination for being such an unchangeable loser. "If you ever want to talk...." Joshua begins. I don't want to hear the end of that sentence. In any case, Dave decides to have a heart-to-heart with Jasmine about the state of things. As the night wears on while he builds the confidence to talk to her, we see shot after shot of him pouting in his boxers with a glass of Pinot Grigio and looking the way most people do when they start thinking... and drinking... which is a bad combination.

"Why, God, why?????"

He sits on the bed beside her. Excuse me one moment. *shudder* Okay, that's a little bit better - no wait - *shudder shudder* Ugh, just had to get that out. Anyway, he sits beside her and says, "I came upon the conclusion that I'm a terrible person." Yes, Dave, if all else fails (if "all else" is being a LARPer), the way to a girl's heart is with good ol' self-deprecation. Jasmine is forced to boost his ego, telling him that everyone just loooooovvves him and that he's a goooooood person. Give me a break. What this boy needs is a personal trainer and a good dominatrix, not a fucking enabler.

Jasmine sleepily tells him that they have much to learn about each other, themselves, blah blah blah... I think she fell asleep before finishing her sentence. Or maybe that was me. But it seems to make Dave feel better. (pussy whipped!)

The next day Handsome Host tells them that this week is their first team challenge, and they're going to Comicon, which, for those of you not in the know (and God bless you for that), is the greatest gathering of nerds, geeks, dweebs, and every variation thereof in probably the whole world. It's hard to imagine an event that would attract more dorks than a comic book convention. In celebration, William & John give each other the geekiest of high-fives, missing each other's outstretched hands completely.

"Heroes unite!"

The deal is, the beauties have to come up with a superhero character, including a breakdown of superpowers, secret identities, backstories etc, and the geeks have to design and execute a superoutfit for them. But basically what this means is that the next 45 minutes will be chock-full of bad comic book puns.

You know, for people who spend so much time on their beds together....

... nobody ever gets it on. What's up with that?

Some of the teams are having a grand old time creating characters, which I think would actually be pretty fun, but some are having a tough time of it. Jasmine has already come up with her character, Princess Bedhead, from an ad for a product called... Bedhead. "Granted, it's printed right here, but I'm still really creative," she boasts. I'm sure Stan Lee would have to agree with you. Princess Bedhead's power is that of willing people to sleep. Baby, you do that to me EVERY WEEK when I have to hear you try to put together a coherent sentence. I can only imagine the moment she saw this ad and the idea came to her like Zeus to Callisto, the bright light and glow that must have bathed that magazine, with that "Hallelujah" song triumphantly playing in her pea brain. It must have been magical.

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