Clouds roll in, and Shii Ann meets up with Rob to have a little chat. She tells him that she knows she's next to go, and she wants him to tell her: is he sticking with the Chaperans, or is he open to other options? This, apparently, is her version of strategizing. She doesn't approach him with any particular plan, she just asks generally about somebody other than herself being next to go. It's just this random "What about meeeee?" approach that's kind of like walking out to the pitcher's mound in the eighth inning of a no-hitter, all, "You ever think about throwing with your other hand?" Without any alternative being offered that's worth considering, Rob tells her that, frankly, he plans to stick with his original plan. "Win immunity," he says with a smile, putting an arm around her shoulders. "I'm going to try to win immunity," she says. See, I thought he was actually relatively nice in that conversation, and showed a totally refreshing understanding of how the game is played. He makes it clear that she's going, and he tells her affectionately to go and win immunity. This is when I like Rob the most -- he plays Survivor just like you'd play Monopoly or football. You might act goofy and overly competitive at times, but ultimately, you go out and you play hard, and you assume everybody else is going to do the same. Of course, graciousness is cheap for Rob at this point, so I grant you that it would be wise not to get overly impressed. "Don't beat me, though. I need it just as much as you," he says warily as they part. Heh. Shii Ann interviews that her odds of getting much farther aren't very good, and that her best chance is to "stir it up." Feh. I hate people who take the stirring upon themselves. They usually bore me. And I never find them as stirring as they find themselves. Less stirring! More laying down and letting yourself be run over.