The Blondes and their hunky American journalist guy try to negotiate a boat ride, but run out of energy. Then they learn that they are staying (for free) at one of the lamest hotels in Vladivostok. Plus, when they sit down, they get propositioned because the crappy hotel rents by the hour. Ex-Bimbo and Mother-of-Four can't see any advantage in that. So they spend their energy trying to stay at a nice hotel. And who thought these blondes weren't dumb! Not me. They get a nicer hotel room (Tami says she can "smell the soap and the shower") and collapse.

Team Empire wakes up early, after sleeping pretty badly in the airport all night. They go to a few airline ticket offices and get denied at each one. One guy firmly says, "That is our final decision." Then Calrissian runs into a fleet of Northwest flight attendants and wheedles them for help. One attendant guy gives away the tickets they get for family. Three passes and a nice hotel room for free! Woohoo! Lando and Calrissian frolic in the beautiful hotel pool.

The Blondes giggle at Celeste's dirty bathwater. "I'm a dirty girl," giggles Celeste. But she said she only looks like a bimbo? Oh, she meant literally dirty. My bad.

Team Empire, after two days at the airport, are waiting standby for a flight to New York. They wait nervously. And don't make it. But they hang out in the airport bar and have a good time. Calrissian says she "met the coolest people." Then, they make a plane to Hawaii -- which is, as Voice-Over Guy helpfully says, the same flight time from Moscow to New York. And guess who is still in Moscow?

Team Pink. It's almost midnight, and they're still on the gritty, gritty Moscow streets. Some English-speaking Russian dudes tell them about cheaper hotel options. Does that sound good to Courtland? He can't decide. Joe chides him for being indecisive. Joe, fuck you. You are also not being decisive. Joe passively says, "You can never make up your mind. Does that make you want to quit?" How do you get from there to there? Courtland says "nothing makes [him] want to quit, but it does make [him] not want to play the game." Is that not the same thing? Okay then. Huge fucking "whatever" to these two ninnies. I guess Joe want to throw in the towel as well, since he doesn't have an argument. Oh, sorry, he "is choosing not to deal with it."