Fortunately, trauma counselors were apparently deployed during the commercial break, because somehow the audience has found the strength to applaud. And here are Ashley and J.P., who are apparently people who were once on this show but managed not to end up hating each other, and Harrison says Ashley was once "literally" in Emily's shoes, so let's just put the television on mute for a minute or so, OK? Ashley blathers about how no one can know how tough it is until you're there, like breaking up with someone on television is so much more special than anyone else doing it. And J.P. can't imagine what that was like for her. Or for him! Thanks, J.P.!
And here's Deanna, who I guess was part of the "Brad double-dump," which is a phrase I don't want ever to hear again, and she's pissed because she didn't get the courtesy of being dumped beforehand. Unmentioned: the fact that she made her rejected finalist actually get down on one knee BEFORE breaking up with him.
And now there is someone named Michael and someone named Ashley and they all have things to say along the lines of "Thank you for having me on television again."
And here's Emily writing in a journal or some damn thing, while we watch a montage of all the fun times she's had. She's really excited to tell "Jef" that not only is he the only guy who got to meet Ricki, he's the only person here today. Jesus, only on The Bachelor/ette is it romantic to tell someone that he's no longer in direct competition with other guys.
"Jef" is going ring-shopping, so he visits some guy who shows him samples and talks about how the ring really cements the deal. "I know we're perfect together," says "Jef." Yeah, they get that a lot on The Bachelorette. He picks one out, and the jeweler praises it, like he always does, and then "Jef" goes for a walk on the beach while wearing pants apparently made out of Smurf-skin.