Craig goes for funny, and at least Ali laughs. When it's Kasey's turn, he has some enunciation troubles, but he seems to feel good about it. His gift for self-delusion clearly works on both sides of the Atlantic. It basically becomes a rhyming montage of fail, but the way Chris N. shits the bed stands out in particular. Kirk steps up, literally, getting up in Ali's space to go for the cute. Frank totally bites his move, but takes it further and sits down next to her for part of it. Finally it's over, and Ali says it's down to Kirk and Frank, because she likes having her bubble invaded, I guess, and she's picking Kirk for his first one-on-one date. Kasey's creepy about it, of course, and Frank admits to being jealous. But at least Frank is less creepy than Kasey.
Time for Ali and Kirk's date. He sneaks up behind her where she's waiting for him and scares the crap out of her. Nothing like kicking off a romantic date with soiled underwear. Ali talks about exploring Reykjavik together. So they go to a sweater store to try on allegedly funny clothes, then walk out wearing matching sweaters. That right there is more embarrassing than any of the stuff they didn't walk out with.
They go feed some swans and then go for coffee. Ali asks about his dating history, and he says he's never dated anyone for more than a year. He interviews about why he's reticent about telling Ali about his past. So he doesn't. Ali looks worried, and suspects he's holding back.
Back at the Bohunk Hilton, the guys learn who's going to be on the group date: Roberto, Chris L., Chris N., Craig, Ty, and Frank, which means Kasey and Justin are going on the two-on-one date. You know, for maximum drama. Justin boasts that he plans to take Kasey out. It's not bragging if you can back it up, but then it's also not bragging if what you're bragging about is incredibly easy.
Kirk and Ali's date continues at a seafood restaurant, and she interviews how she's still worried. At dinner, he tells her about how he got sick five years ago. Apparently up until then, he was some hot-shit runner, then moved into some toxic house that turned him into a shambling revenant. Then, after seeing every doctor except House, he started looking into alternative medicine, and later found out that the house was full of asbestos and killer mold. Ali's looking like, "What does this have to do with me?" He says it doesn't define him, but he remembers the first night, telling him she was looking for someone who could help her be a better person. He keeps going on, probably well past the point where Ali is probably sorry she wanted him to talk more. Finally she kisses him. Just to shut him up? No, she interviews about how inspiring and positive he is. Yeah, she's really impressed. And she gives him a rose right there, so he's staying. More kissing. Do you really want to make out with someone that much after finding out he was almost killed by stuff he inhaled? Wouldn't you wonder if it was really all gone, or if you were breathing some of it right now?