In the limo, Trista tells us that she's "not feeling the same chemistry" that she was with Russ as on that first night in Vegas. Different chemistry? Maybe that's because her chemistry in Vegas was comprised of Captain Morgan's and Russ's stomach acid she was tonguing down. Regardless, she feigns enthusiasm. Russ tells us that this date is important because he's excited to share his family with her and BLAH already. We would then be treated to a San Francisco montage, but The Golden Gate Bridge is the only thing in San Francisco. So right there. There it is.
On the Marin side now, Russ blathers on at a lookout point, telling her that he's going to his house with Trista, which I strongly suspect is a fact she already knew. In an interview, he also admits, "She knew me as being some Silicon Valley executive, but the fact is I took the last year off and wrote a book." An "executive"? No, she most certainly did not think that. Shut up, Russ. You're the reason that city can't get a million people to live there.
Trista wonders -- "digs," if you will -- as to how Russ is supporting himself. Since it's in an interview, she doesn't come away with any answers.
Darkness falls across the land, and we cut to Russ's apartment. Okay, fine, it's kind of nice. Big, and not terribly appointed. In other words, "borrowed." He shows her a photograph of himself on the refrigerator with a bride, and he tells Trista, "That's my wife." Not bad, but it's so smooth you can tell he keeps that picture there just so he can use that line every time he has a girl there. They sit on the couch and drink some wine, Russ telling her that this is a trying time for him because of how abnormal this set-up is. And while I agree with the sentiment Trista expresses, it again sounds editing together with gum and a glue stick: "One thing that I noticed about Russ tonight is that he seemed very anxious, and I was kind of like, you know, 'just relax and let it happen.'" And I'm pretty sure that at least the words "I was kind of like, you know, just relax" were spoken by Trista while she was in a room with the New York City skyline in the background. She adds on that his nervousness makes her "want to pull away." To the past. From where that sentiment is delivered. Yesterday. In the city of New York.
Good LORD, are there a lot of people at this house! Mom, Dad, grandma, sister, her husband, and his nieces. One of the nieces gives Trista payola -- er, I mean, "gift" -- in the form of a bracelet that read "Punka and Trista." Apparently, "Punka" is their nickname for Russ. At dinner, Russ's sister Judy taboos and says, "I feel kind of rushed, because I feel like this is the only chance I'll have to meet you." Well, someone's been reading the spoilers. I'm kidding. I'M KIDDING! Whatever. Everyone knows who wins. Meanwhile, Russ's brother-in-law employs a segue I think will finally lead to some drama, prefacing, "Let me ask you this one question." Hmmm...do you thirst for attention no matter how misbegotten that attention is? Is this a play for love or a ploy for fame? If we submerge you in water, will you float? And if we light a match to you will you burn?