Everyone's waiting for the third new person to show up. They know it has to be a guy, because the last empty bed is in a guys' room. "He's here," Dan B. says to Natasha and the others. He knows who it is. What, does he get some weird tingle whenever another jock shows up? We see a tall guy with dark hair come up to the door. Time for the intro sequence to Dan P., The Jock. "I'm Dan. Back in high school, I was a jock." They show the photos. Yep, he was a jock. He walks into the house and provokes jock-ish braying from Dan B. and Dave and Jason. Amy says in her interview that JockDan's arrival was sort of different, since he was already friends with a lot of the guys. "I think a lot of the girls were really happy to see him, because he's very good-looking." Cut to Nicole, Patricia, and Amy smiling. Natasha says that "he's still very handsome." "He's good-looking!" Nicole says, looking excited and just a little kookoopants. "He's got a very nice body," says Sarah. "Sarah…Sarah Como," she says to JockDan for about the fiftieth time that day. Patricia says that she thinks JockDan is hotter than Dan Barbato; Summer lisps flirtily about JockDan; Chris complains that JockDan will probably steal all the girls; WE GET IT already. Patricia asks Natasha if she thinks JockDan is cuter than Dan Barbato. "I don't think so," says Natasha. Cough. Sputter. Whatever, Nastypants.

Nicole and Amy watch Dan B. and Natasha strolling around, trying to figure out whether they're "together" or what. They gossip some more about how Natasha has a live-in boyfriend. "Interesting relationship," says Amy. "Whatever," says Nicole. "I'm just going to stay away from her." Dan and Natasha walk down to the beach. Cut to grainy, black-and-white NightStalkCam catching footage of Dan and Natasha frolicking on the beach, unaware they're being filmed. Voice-over of Dan saying, "Every time that I've been intimate with Natasha, we had to steal those moments." Natasha: "Blah blah I'm really confused I have my boyfriend at home blah blah." The StalkCam catches them kissing. There's romantic footage of the waves rushing in. The waves! A metaphor for sweeping passion! Crabs skitter along the sand. The crabs! A metaphor for…oh, never mind.