When we return, Marvita tells us that she likes it at the Top Model house. It's a nice spot to live in. However, she says, she's just some chick from the streets that they picked. And now she's here, just taking pictures. She says that the competition is starting to get to her. She knows nothing about modeling, and is maybe too ghetto. Ah, it's like Season 4's Tiffany redux. Tyra strikes again, with her ten weeks of therapy and savior complex! She's like the Mother Teresa of reality TV.

And she delivers mail! "LA is all about your car. NYC is all about your coat. Love, Tyra." Claire suggests that maybe they're going to do a coat drive. I know she's all about do-gooding, but that's a little too much. I like Marvita's theory better: "We thought, maybe we gonna be nekkid. Maybe we gonna be nekkid in coats." I could play that clip all day and night.

The girls head off to meet Jay Manuel, who builds up their confidence straight off the bat by telling them that they look tired. Today, he says, they're stripping away all of the crazy elements that one might deal with when working in the modeling industry. Oh, you mean like extreme make-up and hats made of plastic wedges and paint splattered all over them? Great! What's more, the shot is going to be really tight, with a close-up on the face and a bit of the torso. But of course, there will be a fashion edge to the shoot, as the girls will have paint splattered all over them. Oh. Disregard the comments above. Anya claps when she hears about the paint. It's a nostalgic moment for her, as it was her favorite meal as a child.

The girls get done up in their bright makeup and plastic wedge headgear. Marvita, meanwhile, is sitting in the corner all covered up in a hat, huge sunglasses, and a turtleneck sweater that goes up to her nose. Jay asks her what the judges said about her last photo, and she mumbles that they told her she did what she always does. Jay doesn't want that to defeat her, and tells her to get the heck out of the corner and start practicing. Fatima watches Marvita practice, and tells us how sad it is that Marvita doesn't know how to look pretty. She says it's okay to be beautiful, and not to be such a hard-core hood all the time. You just stifle and let Marvita be the damn butch self that she wants to be, okay?