And then, more Marvita! She was always available to relieve the tension of the other girls by laying her big, supple hands on their naked shoulders. Not that she had any ulterior motives there. Always hustling, Marvita gave a lot of massages for change. Not ch-ch-ch-change, like a Hands Across America thing (though how awesome would a human massage chain across the country be, if we could be sure that everyone washed their hands immediately before participating?) but, like, "hey brother can you spare a dime" change. Dollar bills. Fatima notes that men can't even give her a good massage like that, and Marvita says, "I don't need you all over here having orgasms and things." Reverse psychology! But Magic Hands Marvita is happy enough to rub a shoulder in need if you flash her the George Washingtons.

Posing time! With Benny Ninja and his vogueing friends! As Benny yelled out, "Catalog," "Commercial," or "Couture," the girls, who had been divided into two teams, competed two at a time in a pose-off. Lauren got confused by all the gay finger waving, but ultimately determined that it was a positive thing. Dominique was happy to be able to be "freaking drag as hell" and be not only accepted, but lauded. Whitney tried to impress by pulling out the old big girl split, and in the end her team won. But what we didn't see was the girls trying out some of their moves against the House of Ninja. Oh, girl, they will pose you to the grave. They are also the most flexible people on earth. Claire tells us that they will throw down, which is how you have to be as a model. It was good times for everyone! Back at home, the girls continued to practice their posing while Anya took Polaroids of them and offered enthusiastic critique in a French accent. Or maybe it's just her accent. It's hard to say. Claire compares her to a ditsy Hawaiian pigeon. As everyone gets ready for the big group shot, the camera runs out of film. Anya probably got hungry and started pecking at it.

And then there's more Marvita! After winning a guitar, Marvita terrorized her roommates by making songs out of everything she said. The first song in her set is entitled, "The Proceeds Go to Breast Cancer," followed by, "She Ain't Got No T-Shirts." That's a crowd pleaser. Marvita tells us that it's her guitar, so she's gonna play it. At midnight. When people are trying to sleep. This brings about her big hit, the habitual encore, "She's Getting Pissed Off." Claire tells us that Marvita likes to push people's buttons a little bit. And seriously, LEARN A CHORD. Just one. After being told to shut up, Marvita exits the room noting that the other girls don't appreciate her skills. I guess the magic hands don't apply in all circumstances.