Ramsay tells James to open the restaurant. It's 6:13 p.m. and Ramsay has decided to ease pressure on the kitchen by choosing two items to serve tableside. Will and Carrie will be doling out Caesar salad while Krupa and Monterray will be carving prime rib.

So the orders start coming in, and Jennifer manages to screw up the brisket salad. Not a good start. But it's too early for the griping to set in, and Gina encourages her to shake it off. Over in the blue kitchen, the appetizer station is humming along -- well, except for Chino, who's struggling to produce risotto, and isn't even answering Ramsay or his teammates when they ask him how long it's going to be. "Chino reminds me of a chipmunk on meth," Brendan tells us, which I think may be the tagline for this fall's new Alvin and the Chipmunks movie. His first risotto is overcooked. His second one is also burned. "Chino, what the fuck is going on?" Unfortunately, it's going to take eight more minutes for the next risotto. "If you burn me that risotto, one more time -- look at me -- I'll drag you out of here," Ramsay promises him

The red team's kitchen is sending out the appetizers tickety-boo, except for Carrie, who keeps going to the wrong table, and seems annoyed with Ramsay for expecting her to be things like "accurate" or "just barely adequate" or even "not a complete moron." "Chef Ramsay was on me like white on rice!" Carrie complains, and she may not even want to sleep with him anymore. The table she's currently sweating over a Caesar salad for doesn't seem super impressed, so Krupa shows up to bail her out.

And Chino thankfully gets the risotto right, and the appetizers now seem to be going swimmingly for the blues, and Brendan on the fish station ready to move to entrees, even though his team -- and Ramsay himself -- isn't ready for it. He's cooked the bass, but the other meat and the garnish aren't ready. "You've got to work as a team! Please!" says Ramsay.

Krupa's help on the Caesar salads enables the women to catch up to the men on entrees, and the men now have another problem. Brendan serves up the sea bass requested in the first ticket, and Ramsay wants to know if it's the same sea bass he prepared early. Brendan says it isn't; he says he threw out the first one, and Ramsay is all "show me or it didn't happen" so Brendan goes digging in the trash for it -- but can't come up with it. Ramsay is on the verge of turning into Samuel L. Jackson's Jules from Pulp Fiction if he finds out Brendan's lying to him, and he promises to tear the kitchen apart.