Tension! Countdown! Plating! The women have a... thing combined with all the stuff I said earlier. Van is pretty enthusiastic about his competition: "I look over at the girls' dish, it's so beautiful, it looks like it came out of a cookbook!" Chef Ramsay comments approvingly on the moistness of the rabbit leg, and Suzanne says "cooked to perfection." That's weird. Chef Ramsay's only negative comment is that the garlic puree is a little strong. Kevin agrees with Van that it looks perfect.
The men's dish is all the men's ingredients, combined into food. Kevin introduces it, explaining that the sweetness of the fig balances the acidity of the tomato, which Gordon allows is "very clever". Both dishes are termed delicious, and the winners are ... the blue team! They are exultant and a little disbelieving. The red team lost because of the garlic, which leads to some gloating by Tennille.
The men's award is to go to Las Vegas. You can imagine what manner of hooting that generates. Meanwhile, the women's punishment is to clean the kitchens and bring in food from the trucks. This happens every season, and it always strikes me as odd that the losing team has to carry the food in through the dining room. Anyway, watch for the moment when they didn't check the manifest carefully enough. That's always television gold!
The first box breaks open when Tennille puts it on the parking lot, and spills lemons all over the place. That's pretty boring, but I'd rather watch it than the endless "Vegas, baby!" nonsense. Van is shrieking pretty much nonstop. And are the guys leaning out of a limo, throwing devil horns at the camera? Oh my yes. It's almost a relief to return to the women complaining about carrying boxes.
The men are in a big, crazy suite with a basketball court and a pool table with black felt. Black felt. What a time to be alive. And speaking of time, it's 1:15 AM when the women are rousted out of bed for another delivery. Tennille feels that this is some [bullbleep]. And she's right.
The men return without quite as much taunting as we usually see in this situation, either because they feel bad for the women or because they're hung over. Robert isn't back yet, and they don't miss him.