The next day, it is time for the group date and all the men (save for William and Young Matlock) head out of the as-yet-to-be-named hotel in their t-shirts and khaki shorts. It seems that at least five of the men have opted to wear sneakers with no socks in the Thai heat, so let's just hope they keep their shoes on, because I'm pretty sure we could catch that aroma across the bounds of time and space and television. Ashley announces that the men are going to be trained as Muay Thai boxers and then they will fight for her love in a sort of primogenitor primal caveman thing. She is just that type of girl. The men are all game, despite the fact that it's freaking Muay Thai boxing, which is a particularly brutal anything-goes-style of fighting where feet, legs, hands, pianos, flower pots, anvils, and almost anything that Merry Melodies can dig up is allowed. Ashley giggles as she watches the men train and keeps saying, "It's pretty hot."

Ames admits he has never been in a fight in his life, but is prepared to kick some ass for Ashley. Ames is the only guy who doesn't claim to some fighting prowess or to have some history of street brawling (shut up, Lucas, slap fights outside of Sunday School don't count). Ames claims Ashley is worth it, but I really doubt it. Ashley says the men are "hot" about twelve more times and then decides to make the men fight for her love. She puts them all in a cab and they head to a local boxing ring and the men are paired off and she makes them fight each other. The editors give us a few more interviews where Ames explains that he knows the fighting is going to be brutal, but he is game. For Ashley. I assume this is foreshadowing for Ames dying or something. The men all start to realize that shit just got real and Ashley is completely crazy. I mean, I'm no guy and I don't have balls or testosterone, but if somebody made me physically fight somebody to prove my love, I would throw down my rose, throw up my hands, and be DONE. I mean, come on.