This is all very strange, right here. Erik and Trevor walk to some wooded area to chop up logs. Trevor is good at chopping wood. I don't know why the boys have kept their clothes on for this scene. Normally anything involving two men chopping wood ends in hot, naked sex, doesn't it? The girls watch him chop from a safe distance. (Safe from the awkward advances, not from the axe.) Trevor demands the world bring him more wood to chop. Erik, predictably, can't chop a piece of wood to save his life. It's the saddest thing ever. It's like when Lisa Simpson tosses her Academic Alert card, pissed that she failed gym. He finally gets the blade near some wood and celebrates like Daniel-san just completed the Crane Pose. Erik and Trevor then chat about women. Trevor is now bragging that he's got two women. Trevor admits to us that he's shy. He has a hard time getting to "truly know them inside." Ew. There is some banter worthy of the Regal Beagle concerning how you know what love is. Trevor explains that it's a "feeling" where you go, "Man, that's like, my girl, you know?" Haven't we all had that feeling? Erik explains to us that the right girl will pop up in Trevor's life once he stops trying to find her. Trevor tries to chop the last piece of wood and misses. "The suspense is killing me," Erik says for no reason.

Janie is humiliating Amy by putting weird things in her hair. She asks if Amy wants to hook up with Trevor. She doesn't. She's happy that Trevor favors the other girl instead. She's thrilled, actually. Then the girls are catty about that Jamie girl, whispering that she's just a skank.

"Mee-murh-murgheee- nah-muh-merr-mah!" That's the sound of Shrilli and Jamie having a conversation about Trevor. They're actually discussing "possibilities" and "relationships." So sad. Jamie says she won't try to force anything to happen, but she'd be happy if something did happen. Great. I'm so happy that we get to learn the inner workings of a boy band. Oh, wait. I forgot. This show isn't about that anymore.

Oh, man. I want Shrilli to have her own show. Here's the only good scene in this episode. They're boiling lobsters. Janie shows Shrilli one of the lobsters and calls it Sebastian. "Oh, don't let her get attached to it!" Ashley moans. Shrilli is now wearing a beret, y'all. She holds the lobster and is immediately in love with it. She asks everyone not to cook this one lobster now that she knows its name. One of the girls tells Shrilli she can't just set the lobster free in the house. They corner her and pull the lobster out of her hands. Janie holds the lobster in the air and cackles with power before she boils the lobster. Ashley must now hold the weeping Shrilli who babies, "It's so sad!" I love it. Love it. In her tiny, acid-washed jeans and black beret. All frayed out and ho-ey. Crying over Sebastian the lobster, moments before she eats the shit out of it.