At Raro, it is Day 8, and Nate is taking a turn with the fishing spear. Much to what is clearly his own surprise, he encounters an octopus. He fails the first time he tries to spear it, but eventually, he's able to pin it against a rock. Not the fastest or most efficient octopus death I've ever seen, I must say. I think we need a consultation with PETO. He calls for help to Brad and J.P., who are standing on the shore, and they come over to...help wrestle an octopus, basically. Nate, assisted in his development of drama by the incongruous caption "Shoe Salesman," says that he "felt like the mack," asking the octopus "Whadda you got now?" I'm not sure that kind of confrontational attitude is entirely required. Everything gets very sensual as Brad emerges with the octopus clinging to his body and J.P. tries to pry it off. Dirty! All Nate can do is cackle at his defeat of the octopus. Nate tells us that he's not sure the guys were necessarily thinking that he would be the big-game hunter. "We've got dinner, ladies," the men announce as they return to camp. "That's a lot of meat," Parvati says admiringly. And then she does her best eyelash-batting routine at Nate. "You could probably eat that whole thing yourself, huh?" Is that her flirting? I think even the octopus gets it, Parvati, and it's dead. And an octopus. Nate's all, "Probably," and then he waves the octopus at Parvati and she runs, because dead fishy things are so icky. Ew, icky! She's a girl! She hates icky things!