Sorry. Didn't mean to express enthusiasm for something. I know that's not cool. Back to this turkey! Jen continues to be snotty. One hour to go, and Chef Ramsay is ready to review the dishes. Each team has prepared three appetizer, three main courses, and three desserts. But they're not all being listed. Phooey. Christina's got a trio of sliders as an appetizer, but they're all the same thing. Chef Ramsay thinks they need to be sexed up. One of her main courses is a New York Strip, and Chef Ramsay suggests slicing it up instead of serving it as one giant slab of meat. Her tropical sundae is "fantastic", but there are still notes. She seems worried about making dishes too complicated for her kitchen.

Petrozza goes through the same gauntlet. His lobster strudel appetizer might be overcooked, his filet mignon has stiff risotto, and his vanilla soufflé is perfect. Petrozza plans to implement all the changes. Chef Ramsay claims that Petrozza's menu is highly imaginative that will have great rewards if he pulls it off, while Christina is playing it safe and should sex things up a bit.

Christina shows Chef Ramsay her dining room. It looks fine to me, although I realize it will not matter at all. There's soft focus and tinkly piano so you know it's supposed to be classy. Chef Ramsay likes how comfortable the chairs are and appears to quite like the dining room in general. Petrozza's side is described by Ramsay as "rustic", "nice", and "comfortable". Sure, whatever floats your boat. So both dining rooms are fine, then. Glad we established that.

It's time for the pre-service haranguing. "Not the first ticket, not the second ticket, every ticket." Then Petrozza and Christina try to hype up their staffs. Bobby and Louross seem the most excited. Each side has thirteen tables with fifty diners. Matt is quiet, claiming that he's focusing. Bobby exhorts everyone to "man up", but Jen would prefer to "woman up". I would think that would be fine, but Bobby doesn't appreciate it. Petrozza shakes hands with Jen, wishing her good luck. That's nice. Petrozza seems awfully sincere, doesn't he?

And now we're off! For real, this time. Christina calls out her first table, and Louross is really, really excited. He tips his head back to shout "Yes, chef!" as loud as he can, and he's totally into this. See, I think there's a chance he's realized that this is how people are going to remember him, so he might as well do a good job. Or he's just naturally enthusiastic, I guess. That's also possible. Either way, he's not moping around. Petrozza also has his first dish, and I discover that it's funny when highly focused people shout the word "strudel" a lot. "Strudel" is a funny word. Strudel strudel strudel.