Back in the U.S. of A (where love grows like a Round Up resistant weed), Ashley tells us that she is ready for love. She loves the life she has built and she is finally ready to share it with another -- perhaps someone with a less prominent jaw than Brad. As she dances on stage in her underwear (I'm thinking this is part of the 50% of things I don't know about Ashley) she reminds us that she is a dental student and she loves her life and, apparently, interpretative dancing in her underwear in an abandoned auditorium. It's very Blade Runner, but I'm guessing that's not what the producers were going for. Then Ashley fake dies (reboots?) on stage and tells us that as she was recovering from her broken heart, she threw herself into her work as a dentist who wears adorable scrubs, and into leading a Jazzercise class (??) in her spare time, and then doing the obligatory A-fighter-lives-in-Philly Rocky run up the stairs in a grey sweat suit (tighter and perkier than Stallone's, if you can imagine such a thing) and then punching the air. I am exhausted after that last sentence. Ashley, however, is ready to rumble. For love.

Ashley walks barefoot on the beach in Los Angeles showing off how spry, enthusiastic, and athletic she is. She is thrilled to be back on the West Coast trolling for love and sporting a newly brunette 'do. She promises not to let her insecurities get the best of her this time. She will tackle them down and smash them into nonexistence. I wonder, is she bringing her own therapist like Brad?

Chris Harrison rolls out of the pneumatic tube that brings him from the Cryogenic Center for Reality Show Hosts where ABC stores him during the increasingly short off-season. He strolls on to the driveway of the Bachelor Bungalow and reminds us that Ashley is ready to find love. But first she must run the gauntlet of man meat. Let's meet some of the contenders for her heart now, shall we? We shall. First up is Ryan P., a sad case who apparently doesn't own a shirt. He owns a solar energy company and soaks up the sun's rays through his skin. He needs love. Also a shirt.