And then we get a little more about Joshuah's having taken offense at Allison's lesbian lie, as he holds court about how awful it was of Allison to do that. Which is funny, because one of the people he's bitching to is Sheila, Allison's partner in crime. Sheila, of course. totally throws Allison under the bus, and Joshuah's only too happy to let Sheila off the hook. Could I have mixed those metaphors any worse?
Ryan is sitting and talking with Chelsia when Joshuah comes up and tells him that his partner claimed to be in a lesbian relationship with Sheila, complete with an adoptive son. This is clearly the first Ryan has heard of this, and he's rather annoyed. Can you blame him? It was a stupid, stupid thing to do. After Joshuah leaves, Chelsia takes up the thread of the story, saying that Sheila and Allison kept it up for eleven days That figure's going to fluctuate quite a bit over the remainder of the episode, by the way. But as dumb as Ryan may be, he's smart enough to know that it's made Allison a target. And him as well.
So Ryan confronts Allison, and she says it was a joke; she doesn't care that people are pissed off about it. So we get to continue the season's theme of the men being pissed off at the women for screwing up what would otherwise be a perfect game for them. Ryan's mad that nobody likes Allison because of this, and that she's put him in a bad position. Which is correct, but she turns it around on him, saying that she doesn't want to be in it with him either, if that's how he's going to be. Hey, I just thought of something that would make this show so much better: ejector seats. Especially of we at home were the ones who got to control them.
Matt and Natalie are in bed together, where she's trying to get him to cuddle. He resists for a moment, but they end up making out, briefly. Finally, he cuts it off, saying, "That's all you get." He's still doing the emotionally unavailable thing, telling her not to get attached to him. "Don't get attached to me either," Natalie whispers back, fooling no one.
Food competition. The women have to dress up in these goofy costumes consisting of green unitards and hats made of asparagus, while the men are wearing aprons over their clothes. Aprons, how embarrassing. They go out to the back yard to find literally bushels of asparagus all over the place. It's basically a "guess your partner's weight" game, where the guys have five minutes to load an amount of asparagus on a pallet that they think is the same weight as their partner, with no way to gauge the weight except lifting for comparison. They can ask the HoHs for help with the measurement, but must do the asparagus-loading themselves. Each team has to get within ten pounds to win a certain food group for the whole house, and if they all lose, it's slop and asparagus for everyone, all week. So even if nobody has any kind of slop-prompted attack, Big Brother might still be able to wring some drama out of how bad everyone's piss is going to smell. Time to play "Big Ass-paragus."