Roger arrives, completely unaware of what surprise awaits him. As JWOWW opens the door, he tells her succinctly, "I like the outfit -- or lack thereof," and the duck phone quacks in hearty approval. JWOWW says all the fighting was worth it. Roger keeps rolling with the punches, asking, "What'd you make that out of, a handkerchief." JWOWW deadpans, "And some thread." She can tell her man is SAT-ISS-FIED, though she does worry he might have to defend her (*violent cough*) "honor" because of this sartorial selection. Okay, maybe not so much "worry" as breathlessly await.

Cabs are he-ah! They get to Karma, where security guards are stacked to the rafters and girls in animals prints are pouncing on each other like it's the actual jungle. JWOWW instinctively grabs her double-decker implants, lest an errant punch knock the stuffing out of them. She looks for a shirt to cover herself for when she inevitably gets into a fight. Roger's all, "Just don't fight," but JWOWW knows which way the wind blows, and she doesn't want her boobs popping out at the next stiff breeze. Roger is also smart enough to cut the night short (plus: "Baby, I'm not dancing to Bon Jovi, let's go" -- ha!). The minute they turn toward the door, some drunk-o approaches JWOWW with a blurred face and an even blurrier sense of appropriate behavior. He gets in her face, grabbing her, and tugging at her "dress." Roger jumps in and shoves the guy. The first punch is thrown. To be continued...

Next week: Roger finishes a fight that blur-face started. The Meatballs take a raft out to sea, but alas it's only temporary because Snooki is back in time to have a stupid fight with Jionni. And Vinny picks over the rotting carcass of her relationship... again.