"I see we only have eleven," Nigel Barker is coached to say, and April tells us that Jenascia's costume is the most beautiful and elaborate. And, sure enough, we kick it to Jenascia's costume, a red floral nightmare called "Enchanted Archer Eve," designed to humiliate the wearer. Except there's nothing to wear, what with the nakedness. April adds, "That really hits me hard, because it makes it even more apparent that she's not there." As if "her absence" weren't enough of an indicator.
Ring, ring, ring. No wakey-wakey for Jenascia. Sara tells us, "She needs to take accountability." Man. These girls are dumb. At 7:49, Jenascia rouses from her slumber, stumbles toward a ringing phone in the loft, applies aftershave, slaps her hands on the sides of her face, makes nine sequels, marries and divorces Rachel Miner, tries to get stage work, and tanks in Party Monster. Actually, what happens is this: she bawls. Some guy on the other end of the phone (a producer? A shoot coordinator? Jesus? Who is this guy?) tells her to get there "ASAP," but he pronounces it "AY-sap" in that way that makes me want to kill.
"Every Eve must have an Adam," Nigel tells them, and in walk three bohunks in black bikini briefs. Until moments later, when they're wearing nothing at all. Yes, for those of you wondering. This has a lot to do with contact lenses.