The girls get to choose from three possible topics: argan oil, black kohl, and henna. Molly picks black kohl, thinking it's eyeliner, but then freaks out a little at the possibility that it might be something different. Like, maybe she'll have to report on the first Moroccan Kohl's. Jay gives the girls advice in the form of his "Three Ws": 1) Where are we?; 2) What are we talking about?; 3) Why are we talking about it? As always, Jay's penchant for giving unique and targeted advice is staggering.
Molly gets to her main location, which is something called a spice pharmacy. You can get all sorts of concoctions made up for you here, if you're sick or having digestive problems or want to give Naomi Campbell warts all over her face or whatever. There's a man there named Abdul, who wears a lab coat and is thus some sort of specialist. Molly shouts, "I just need to know about the black kohl," with her typical charm while totally avoiding eye contact. He tells her that black kohl is a stone that you get in mines, like coal or granite. That doesn't sound like something you'd want near your eyeballs. Molly takes notes, and then tells us that in their hour they're not only supposed to do research but find some random person off the street to interview. It's harder than it sounds, because not all that many people in Morocco speak English. This is where an appearance by the Countess LuAnn would be a Godsend. Money can't buy you kohl! Argan oil is lea-earned, my friends!
We switch over to Brittani, who is also trying to find some English-speakers on the street. Her beauty trend is henna. I'm kind of sad that Hannah didn't get henna. Brittani spins around and yells, "Shoot me!" Even worse than getting shot, Brittani finds a street vendor who replies, "No...yeah," when she asks if he speaks English. He agrees to be interviewed. Brittani also seems oblivious to the fact that he's a middle-aged dude with a moustache and tan sweater. Maybe not exactly the beauty trend representative you'd seek in a situation like this. When Brittani drags him back to her henna parlor and asks if he's known many people with henna, the guy just looks over to henna expert Youssef El Mahi, who points out to Brittani that he does not, in fact, speak English. Brittani's new plan of action is to not allow anyone to speak during her segment besides herself, which will also prevent the scenario of folks talking too long. Except for when she inevitably talks too long.
Hannah, meanwhile, has eighteen minutes to prepare and so tries to run through her segment on argan oil. Hannah notes that she studied journalism in college, and so could potentially nail this one and win her first challenge. Her expert talks a little about how you can actually eat argan oil and then points to a dish of almonds. So is argan oil almond oil? Wikipedia tells me no. What do almonds have to do with anything, then? This segment already is raising more questions than it's answering. In any case, Hannah's expert talks too damn long and Hannah is concerned about it. Still, however, she thinks that she might be able to rock it. As Katy, an ANTM producer, explains how she'll give 60 and 30 second warnings, we see each of the girls with minutes left until they shoot. Brittani has zero confidence in her ability to complete this task, which also means that she's not the whole model package and could go home. Molly, with her typical glass-half-full demeanor, says that the whole thing is going to be fucked. Hannah tells us that at this point it's about who's going to break down under pressure, because any little error can kill you. With that, we head to commercials.