Bret tells Mindy and Taya that they're going to board a private jet and go to the Dominican Republic to have the most insanely awesome time. Mindy is psyched to go, even if it sucks that Taya is going to be there too. Taya feels similarly. Once on the jet Bret makes a case for a threesome, which is pretty much obligatory at this point in the competition. Having landed in the Dominican Republic, Bret feels relaxed already, perhaps because he has each hand on the thigh of a different overly tanned lady. The three make their way to Paradisus Resort, where the girls are whisked off to their suite. It's lovely, and makes me want to take a vacation. There is a note waiting for them. It tells Mindy to get ready for an awesome date tonight, and Taya to relax and prepare for her date tomorrow. Mindy finds a pink frilly dress waiting for her. Bret claims to have picked it out, though I'm sure some lackey found it in the clearance section of the Victoria's Secret website. Nobody's ever bought anything for Mindy, or really done anything nice for her at all, so she savors every cheesy ruffle that frames her supple thighs. Meanwhile, Taya is in a jealous funk because she thinks Mindy's a dirty whore who will attempt to win Bret over with her dirty whore-like ways. Mindy, meanwhile, worries that she's going to turn into more of a blubbering idiot than usual around Bret, so she decides to write a few things down so she doesn't forget them when she's with him. There's nothing that says I love you like "I" "Love" "You" written on three successive index cards. With casual professions of hatred between Taya and Mindy, we head to commercials.

Bret waits for Mindy, eagerly anticipating their super hot date. A part of him just wants to relax and get laid, but another part of him wants to see if Mindy can truly open up emotionally. Bret likey Mindy in her dress, and leads her off to part one of their date. Mindy doesn't know what's going to happen, but figures that since it's Bret it'll likely be out of a storybook. A storybook called, "What You Need to Know About Genital Herpes." Bret has dinner set up by the pool, and as they eat Mindy asks him what his concerns with her are. Bret says that Mindy doesn't always verbalize what she's thinking. Believe me, Bret, that's a good thing. Mindy interviews that she has some things written down in her purse, but doesn't know how to segue from being normal to whipping out a note about her feelings that she will read aloud to him in the manner of a dumb-ass. Bret asks Mindy what she's thinking about. Mindy says, "It was just um... it was... I um." Awesome. Bret tells her to spit it out. Mindy says, "I um... you know... it's just, um." Bret regrets mocking Brittanya's communication skills. No regrets, Bret. No regrets.