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Charo finds her way into Geovannie and little Enrique's bedroom. Taking quick stock of her choices, she crawls in next to Geovannie to wake him up then quickly jumps out as Geovannie, true to form, tries to enthusiastically welcomes her. Grabbing his and Enrique's hands, Charo pulls them out into the hall with the other chicos to have an impromptu hoochee coochee party. Most of the chicos are kind of dazed, but grinning at the idea of a little early morning frolicking. But, then, there's Roseny, who each episode becomes more perfect for a starring role in the princess and the f**king pea and is seriously pissed that her beauty sleep was interrupted.

My bad. She clearly needs alot more beauty sleep.

Geovannie is looking completely bemused by the experience and almost giggles in delight as he recounts his adventure of Charo waking him up. I'm guessing that he was one of the boys who prayed for Charo to magically appear in his adolescent rocket shaped bed. He assures us that, while nothing actually happened, it could of because he saw it in her eyes, which is dangerously reminiscent of the tired 'your mouth may say no-no, but your eyes say yes-yes'. For the first time, a few new expressions are flashing across Geovannie's face, replacing his tired Nicholas Cage tortured brooding look. I'm happy that he's expanding as an actor and all, but I think he may need to review the 'no means no' rule. The hoochee coochee party winds down with Charo playing the guitar for the chicos, who as a group are clearly besotted.

Silvia tells the camera that she can't believe that she's here with all of the inspiring teachers and mentors and she doesn't want to go anywhere. Oops. Sigh. She's gone. Because, you know, that in reality TVland, as soon as the editors show a contestant saying how much they want to stay, it's a sure sign that she's muerto. Caput. I have to admit that this makes me a little sad, because, while I tend to overlook Silvia, she has been a relatively sane voice in the house. Well, except for that little past life regression incident where she killed her father, but whose counting a little murder in a previous existence.

The chicos gather at the dining room table with Charo and Carlos. Charo is wearing black leather pants and a sheer black lace top that very few grandmas could wear, much less look awesome in. Charo is an inspiration to us all. Sadly, it's time for her to leave the house. Charo says adios to the chicos in general and to Carlos in particular by counting to three with accompanying pelvic thrusts aimed in his direction. Carlos, always the gentlemen, gives some restrained tasteful thrusts back. It's a hell of way to greet and part from people.

Taking MILF to a whole new level.

Then, it's Uncle Walty's turn to introduce our fifth deadly sin. And I can't help wishing that Charo would pull Uncle Walty out of the screen and make him do the coochee coochee in his lime green muumuu; that would be a treat that would stay with me for days. Uncle Walty, oblivious of my wishes, instructs the chicos that in life as a Latin star they must be able to sing and dance. Now, if I'm remembering the talent show correctly, that pretty much means that the chico's aspirations are seriously f**ked. With the exception of Jenn Pinto and, of course, Janet's 'sexy dance', there wasn't a whole lot of dancing going on. And, after Gisel opted to act out America the Beautiful, there wasn't any singing going on either. But Uncle Walty, happily unaware of the short comings of the group, goes on to tell them that the fifth deadly sin is fire and the chicos better step up and let the music enter their souls or they're definitely going to be caput. Then, like always, he waves, blows kisses and makes some vague motions toward his genital region.

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