Back to the game. The other houseguests also got a bunch of asinine costumes and were sent out to try to break the competitors' composure. Daniele says that the goal of "the majority" of the non-competing houseguests was to knock out everyone except "myyyy daaaaaad," and seriously, what is it about the way she says that? I don't know, it's so deliberate, like she's not used to saying it, but also there's something whiny and defensive about it. Maybe it's just me. Anyway, Jessica thought Daniele with a moustache was too hilarious to go unnoticed, and she starts giggling and loses. Nick is next, then Zach, leaving only Jen and Dick. As Eric recaps where we are, Kail re-emerges from the house and cheers Jen on. "You're going home anyway," Dick dicks, but Kail responds to Jen: "Good job, girl!" "Great job, Kail," Dick dicks. Kail calls out to Jen to ignore him, and Dick tells Jen she might as well just step down, because Kail's going home anyway. Jen: "I'm sorry, I obviously have to do this." Dick's face falls, like he wasn't expecting anything but blind obedience from THE GIRL HE NOMINATED FOR EVICTION. Dick tries again to Jedi her into giving up, but Jen is not about to, breezily saying, "I don't want to pack my bags." Dick repeats, for the 800th time this episode, that Kail is really, truly, honestly, definitely going home this week FOR SURE: "And if it's just about packing, you're an idiot." Dick really has no sense of humour at all. Jen calmly says that winning this competition is the only way she can guarantee that she won't be voted out this week. Dick: "Play the game for once. Don't be stupid. You've been stupid this entire time." Gee, I really can't imagine how Dick became estranged from his child, if this is how he talks to people when he's actually on their side. Jen isn't budging. Good for Jen.
So, more clowning. Amber makes a half-assed attempt to distract Jen, but Dustin does better, coming out in Jen's unitard and making with the nipple slips. It's funny, and Jen does react, but not enough to move her glass. Kail breaks in to DR that everyone was going after Jen, and only Mike was making any attempt to fuck with Dick. And he's not very inspired, either, mostly rolling around in the grass chewing on a baby bottle. It's more creepy than funny, really, though maybe he's trying to get Dick to look away with a violent head-jerk, like Andy used to do when he'd have staring contests with Conan. Anyway, Mike gives up and goes into the house with Kail to try new approaches. The problem is that Kail thinks the object is to make Dick laugh, which is never going to happen, because he has no sense of humour. She gives Mike a coconut bra and advises him to say things like "cucaracha," because that seems to be what's "working" with Dick. It's...what? You are no Ruth Buzzi, madam. Out on the lawn, Dick gets more and more pissed that Mike has the temerity to be in league with Kail. The coconut bra falls flat. A sensual hopping hula with grass skirt gets nothing. Mike tries spraying himself with whipped cream, which finally gets Dick to ask him, "So you wanna go on the block." Mike's like, "Whatever," and, unlike Kail, is actually convincing.