Back at the house, Chris does a parody of the Braveheart speech: "Those people on the Twenty-Four-Hour Hall Passes! They can have their fun! But they will never! Take! Our boredom!!!" I think that's from Braveheart, at least. He and the other classmates make a toast: "Here's to those of us who did not go on the Twenty-Four-Hour Hall Pass, who do not care about sex, and a romantic date, and good times, and possibly the most memorable moment of our life." Heh.

Holly. Dave. Holly and Dave on the beach. Dave says Holly's the greatest surprise that could have come this week, and she's beautiful, and nice, and caring, and mysterious, and fragile. Holly says Dave's really funny! And he's sweet! Oh, wait, no -- this time she says he's perfect. Well, that's progress.

Ben and Maya, also on the beach. They're lying on a blanket, looking up at the stars. First Maya gets pissed that she sees a shooting star and Ben misses it. "I always see shooting stars by myself!" she complains. Ben says he kept resisting the temptation to kiss her, but at some point it got too strong. We see him roll up on his side to kiss her. The lighting and angle is all weird, so it's hard to tell how Maya is reacting -- I think she's reciprocating a little, but we just see that their heads are kind of stuck together, and then after a few seconds they disengage. "That was sort of forward of you," Maya says. "A little bit…but that's what we were looking for," says Ben. Who, you and Mike Fleiss? "Was that bad?" he asks. In an interview, Maya says the kiss "came out of left field," and then she says that she hadn't thought she'd find anyone that she would want to kiss -- so somehow, apparently, being kissed by somebody she hadn't expected to meet but then did meet and whose kiss she nonetheless expected at some point during the date but then didn't come at a moment she was expecting made her, she says, "uncomfortable." Ben said he thought she was sending out signals that she wanted to be kissed, as if having a woman indicate she wanted to be kissed was all there was to it, silly man. Back on the beach, he moves in to kiss her again, and this time she's clearly more wiggy. "I wanted Ben to kiss me that night, but I didn't want to think about it, I wanted it to just happen, and then it did just happen, and it took me back, because I expected it to be more predictable." Maya's in her own kooky universe where shooting stars shoot when she expects them to shoot, except when she's with someone else, dammit.