Night. Bed. Infrared fast-motion. Ha: Jennifer quickly slides over Clinton so she's between Clinton and David, in order to get away from Wade. Oh, now that's just sad.
Morning. They get up, groan, et cetera. Their first groan, my forty-ninth. As Stephanie's washing the Wade stink off of her, the guys, chained to a pole, are forced to watch a tape of MM talking on the television banks. If she doesn't have a man's dick in her hand, I suspect having them chained to a pole is just about the only way MM can get a man to listen to her. MM whores that under the monitors are four questionnaires for the guys to fill out; she encourages them to answer honestly. As they write and read the questions aloud, Chris says that he's trying to turn everyone against everyone, and David responds that it's working. Okay, this may be an even lamer dialogue than they had last night, which is pretty remarkable. Chris says, "Shut your mouth, dude." David comes back with, "Oh, you wanna fight?" Who calmly asks if another man wants to fight? He's either six or has some male-on-male aggression issues to work out. "Any time," says Chris. Then David says something about if he wasn't chained up he'd kick Chris's ass. Chris says that he knows he would and says, "Keep yappin'." Then Wade, either trying to break the tension or really just this clueless -- either of which seems plausible -- says, "Did somebody fart?" Everyone laughs, and the boys are happy again. Bonded by flatulence. I hate this show so fucking much. MM interrupts the fun to tell the boys to put the questionnaires back in the cabinet.
Short bus. The kids all arrive at a restaurant, and we get an eating montage. MM shows up and says, "Helloo, helloo." The kids all try to ask surprised as MM awkwardly repeats the lines she stayed up all night doing blow with her sugar daddy trying to remember, talking about the questionnaires and saying that there is a lie-detector guy down the hall, and it's time to go and see how truthful the boys were. Oh Jesus Christ this fucking show wait, yo, I'm sorry. That's totally blasphemous using the Lord's name in any way connected with this television program. I'm very sorry. Everyone laughs and tries to act alternately surprised and then amused.