Back at the spa, there are now foot baths and scalp massages and manicures going on, and Jonathon makes sure everyone knows he is turning down the waxing because he is a manly man who uses a razor. Uh -- aren't manly men supposed to leave the body hair on and not use a razor either? Will goes in for the waxing, and so does Tommy, and they have nicely sculpted eyebrows (two each!) to show for it. The entire spa experience is refreshingly free of happy-endings jokes and professions of manliness, apart from Jonathon's manhood-assertion.

Blue Team strolls back into Hell's Kitchen, loudly extolling the virtues of spending the day at the spa instead of toiling in a kitchen, and you'd think they'd be a little more careful, given the availability Red Team has to the boiling pots and sharp knives.

< p>Sadly, no blood is shed. Jennifer says morale is low, so they have to win tonight to prove they belong here. Maybe they should take baby steps, and prove they can tell the difference between veal and filet mignon?

Hell's Kitchen opens! Special tableside service tonight of halibut sashimi, provided by Jennifer for Red and Natalie for Blue. Paul seems to be leading things in the kitchen, and Krupa's looking to prove herself after the veal debacle, but the first risotto she serves up to Ramsay is like soup. "Soupy risotto? What the fuck is wrong with me?" Krupa asks us. An increasingly long list, it appears. Ramsay offers the opinion that even someone who can't tell the difference between veal and filet mignon should be able to tell the difference between risotto and soup. The man's not wrong. Fortunately, the next one's cooked perfectly.

And while the halibut sashimi sounds absofuckinglutely delicious, it probably appears less so when Jennifer is sweating all over it. She chalks it up to stress, Ramsay to heat, no one mentions (no one really has to) that Jennifer isn't the smallest daisy in the room either, but that's definitely a factor, and Ramsay, with some restraint, tells her to wipe her face (not in front of the customers, though).

Blue Team has knocked out the appetizers forty-five minutes into the service, and they hope to keep things going with entrees, but Jonathon has trouble remembering the menu, and it doesn't escape Ramsay's notice that Paul has taken over Jonathon's garnish station, so he orders Jonathon to make it on his own.