Cut to the girls poring over the pictures. "Why don't you do this, Nicole?" Maile snots. "Why don't you tell us the ones YOU look good in, and then we'll work around that." Someone coughs uncomfortably. "Whatever, Maile," Nicole drones. Then there's a silence and you hear Nicole drone off a, "--ck you." "I'm KIDDING-gah!" Maile immediately screeches. "I was totally kidding!" Maile continues. Ana Maria and Nicole share a smile as someone scolds Nicole for using "the F-word." Oh, God. Why did the Christians leave the group? Oh right, to avoid skank bitches. "You were totally not kidding!" Ana Maria smiles. "You were NOT kidding!" Ivette laughs. But now they're talking to Nicole. The phone rings, adding to the chaos, and someone's on the phone while Maile continues to scold Nicole for her harsh language. Nicole says that if Maile was kidding then she was too. She's not even looking up from the pictures. "She's totally not listening to me," Maile says, but no one in the room is listening to her. The camera is focused on nothing in particular and the girl on the phone is louder than anything else in the room and this sucks. Some random off-camera woman asks if the girls are "satisfied" with the pictures. Maile leans down to Nicole and says, "I was totally kidding!" Nicole barely lifts her drug-filled eyes and drones, "I was kidding, too."
Ana Maria tries to voice some concern about not being able to see something, but it sounds like her jaw is wired shut and the camera is focused on her instead of Maile and Nicole who are still bickering. Maile is telling Nicole something about how she meant to say what she meant while Ana Maria is wondering if David left some sort of instrument around that would enlarge the pictures because she can't see them very well. What is happening here? Oh, she's still wearing a scarf inside, by the way. Nicole is saying something about how people are saying smart remarks to her. Then she says something I hate. "And I'm just sensitive to that." Like that excuses all behavior of hers. "Hey, that's just they way I am." Or, "I'm sorry, I'm just a bitch." I hate that.