Andrea has some beef wellingtons that are too dark on the outside. She tries scraping off the burnt part, but finally has to come clean: "Chef, I [bleep] these wellingtons up. I don't know what to do here." Chef Ramsay decides they're not quite black, and positions them so you can't really tell.

Appetizers are done and Ben swaps over to desserts. The proposal dessert looks very nice, with the ring half-buried in chocolate, and the words "Will you Marry Me?" written in icing on the place. It looks like it was written by someone with the time to do it right, not one of these stressed out freaks. JP brings it out, uncovers the plate, and the young lady seems happy. And she says "yes", so there you go. Ben says it's like being stuck in prison, but seeing a rainbow. Huh.

Danny's on garnish, which means that he spends a lot of time keeping track of the next few orders: "four minutes on those two medium wellies, and behind that, you have a chicken, two lamb, and three wellies, right?" And after that, two more wellies, which Andrea does not have. Two wellingtons are missing! So Danny and Paula rush over, grab some puff pastry, roll up some more wellingtons, pop them in the oven, and generally get shit done. Finally, Andrea gets the meat out the door and we are led to believe that's the last order, although you'd think there would be desserts at that table.

After the service, the chefs are lined up in the kitchen for Chef Ramsay to rant at them. He hated the last ten percent of the service and wants a consensus on one person who should leave. Well, I can see them getting three out of four to agree, but a consensus seems hard.

In the dorms, Paula asks who wants to start. Ben points the finger at Andrea, and runs his mouth about how much experience he has running a huge brigade and how many levels he is above her. Andrea, on the other hand, says Ben, on the grounds of that night's service. Danny thinks Andrea did worse and asks for her experience, and she refuses to defend herself. Paula tells Ben that he messes up a lot (seriously, he does), and he is outraged. Outraged! Finally he goes with "I'm not a line cook!" Well, you're on the wrong show. This isn't a cooking competition. It's a Line Cook competition. It's a "working in a kitchen" competition. Or, as Paula puts it in an interview, "You think you're some great chef and you're beyond being on the line and knowing how to cook? You're not a chef to me." Seriously. Ben claims that Paula had more issues than Ben or Andrea tonight, which I do not believe. In an interview, Ben's armor of self-delusion remains uncracked.