Poultry is next. Patrick's got a Moroccan spice-influenced squab with a touch of vinegar, which Brian says "helps to thin the mucous." What the what? Blue Team is dying. Ramsay wryly points out that he's never heard "mucous" used in the description of food. Patrick himself seems to know it was a dumb thing to say.
Speaking of dumb things to say, Meister feels that if you're going to do a sauce, it can't be blob-like because that's not sophisticated. Then the judges taste it, and they call it "interesting," as in, "I don't want to be the first to offer an opinion," and then Soltani says there's no kick to it. Meister says he likes it but he doesn't love it. Roshni says clearly she isn't fashionable, but their comments will make her look differently at plates from now on.
Tiffany's pan-roasted squab with eggplant puree and eggplant fried. Ramsay's all, "Fried? Deep-fat fried?" Clemenza jabbers on about how clearly he loves fried stuff, including eggplant, but it's not the thing to serve to pretentious fashion people.
The fashion people look like they're afraid to be in the same room with it, but try it anyway, despite how -- again -- non-elegant and non-chic it looks.
Despite the horror, the fashionistas really like the dish, except for the gross fried eggplant. Nevertheless, they all pick Blue. Pretentious fashion people or not, if someone is asking for healthy food, you can't make deep fried anything and expect to win.
So it's tied heading into the final dish, the seafood entrée, Robyn and Kimmie's sea bass up against Royce, Guy and Clemenza's swordfish. Guy explains the puttanesca with the saffron and other spices that he wanted to evoke Italy and Spain, and Soltani says something about the personal connection she has to those countries, and makes some eyes at Guy. Christina notices it too. The judges all say it's delicious, although Meister says they just need to refine and edit the presentation. Let me guess: not ELEGANT ENOUGH. Ché says they should lose the sauce too.
Guy says that it doesn't sound like they love it, but as long as he and Soltani keep eye-fucking each other, Blue has this in the bag.
Robyn explains the sea bass with grapes, sprouts and micro-basil. "I'm drawn to it because of the pink and green on the bottom," says Ché, and Meister complains that it needs to be sharper and more precise. Soltani calls it quite bland. "What about spices, what about zesty, what about pungent, what about kick?" she says. In a talking head, Robyn suggests the women come into the kitchen and try to cook in stiletto heels. Huh? Why would they be wearing stiletto heels? It's not like Robyn was. Nice try covering up for your "just salt and pepper" seasoning misfire.