Carven under the stars. Monsieur Not Articulate Enough To Have His Spoken English Stand On Its Own (and yet Robin don't get no subtitles or nuttin') meets them in the store, and tells them, "Tonight, you will go to a fancy restaurant where you will meet four guys from the society of Paris. But to go there, of course you have to wear a couture dress." Fun! But, first of all, what is "The Society Of Paris"? It is just four socialites from France, or is The Society Of Paris some secret order responsible for controlling the British crown and keeping the metric system down? And The Society Of Paris sings back, "We do! We do!" ["Not in France. They love the metric system. But I take your point." -- Wing Chun] Monsieur Not Articulate Enough To Have His Spoken English Stand On Its Own outfits each of the girls in a black gown, and for some reason Adrianne looks like they forgot the dress part of the dress, as her couture only technically exists in one dimension in the front, 'cause on the side it's just made outta titties. Elyse looks like she's wearing a black couture dress. Robin is one lady-in-waiting fan away from busting out into the opening number of The Mikado. And only Shannon possesses the singular ability to wear a $20,000 black couture dress in Paris and have a team of fashion experts eye her from across a crowded room and ask in unison, "Quelle couleur est celle, vanilla?" Monsieur Not Articulate Enough To Have His Spoken English Stand On Its Own shares with them that this is a social challenge, and that the winner "will go to the presidential suite of a big hotel in Paris." Robin, wearing all seven deadly sins around her neck in one ornate necklace, stares down at her Bible. Shannon wonders silently if that means she'll have to sleep with the president.