Back at The GentleManor, Charlie has arrived home and is regaling the rest of the guys with stories of Aston Martins and fancy dinners and oh yes there was a girl there too, I think. Mike (WHO?) notes in an interview the lack of any other characters in Charlie's story besides Charlie, telling us, "I just think his flashy style and the way he carries himself is just my least favorite." Someone on the forums used the word "bland" to describe a certain generic Midwest archetype of guy that Mike represents. I would like to note that the word "bland" offered to change its name to "Mike," so much does Mike have the market cornered on that word. But secretly, Mike's kind of mad: "At the end of his ten- or twenty-minute explanation of the date, I just had no idea where he stood with Trista or where Trista stood with him." Let's help orient you then, Mike. Charlie stands with a rose. And you don't. But for now, while we can delude ourselves that Mike's any more in the running than, say, I am (and I like boys!), let's give him due process and keep him in the narrative for a bit longer. Back in the kitchen from which Charlie has apparently departed, Mike whispers to the remaining bachelors, "He talked a lot about the car and the expensive get-ups and the clothes and everything." Charlie may be creepy in a thousand different ways, but don't deign to quote him verbatim while using the word "get-up." Because he's never said it. "Threads," maybe. "Get-up" is something you buy at a Halloween theme store. Shoshanna Lonstein does not design "get-ups." Bob cuts to it, asking everyone if they think he kissed Trista, and Jamie volunteers that he thinks Charlie did.