And what is Yellow doing? Nothing, as we see dirty dishes piled up in the kitchen while Taylor hangs out with her teammates in the Saloon, "joking" about soda rehab. Sophia interviews that this is "pathetic," and we see her finding a pan of watery corn that's apparently been sitting kitchen-adjacent for two days. In an interview, Taylor makes a cogent defense: "Pageant girls do not scrape off that old of food. We use dishwashers." I would point out to Taylor that there are no dishwashers in the Old West, but I suspect that by "dishwashers" she means "members of the Green team." Sophia dumps the sodden corn into the alley behind the mess hall, which looks like it's turning into a compost yard. "I wish I could have just poured that over the Yellow team's head," she says, and she doesn't seem to have color coordination on her mind.

Greg interviews that Blue won the challenge, but they're still going to be working, even though they technically don't have to. And then we see him doing the neglected dishes. Sophia thanks him, pointing out that he doesn't have to. Of course, technically, neither does she. Greg Eddie Haskells at her, "If we're going to make this town succeed, we gotta work together." Mike has noticed Greg's newfound diligence in the wake of the first Gold Star being awarded. He calls it "suspicious" and says, "It makes me wonder a little bit if it's just for the Gold Star." Well, so what if it is? Mike's acting like that's a reason not to give it to him. I suspect Mike's actual reason for not wanting to reward Greg is that Greg shoved him and humiliated him in front of the entire town on the second day. Which I can't really blame Mike for, but let's not pretend that Greg's the only one who's stepped up his game after learning there's money in it for him. Even if the editors are pretending that too.

Then there's a little time-wasting bit about how a couple of the younger girls have started a stuffed-animal day care center. You know, just like in the Old West. "Taylor likes to sleep in and so does her bear," Mallory observes. "What a coincidence." Dude, when an eight-year-old is calling you out, it's time to straighten up.