Christa motors toward the Beach of the Damned. Morgan notes her approach. "Looks like the blonde chick," Tijuana snorts. Christa and Tijuana meet on the beach, and Christa forces a very awkward and chilly hug. "Congratulations again," Tijuana says through clenched teeth. Heh, hating is funny. Other people meet and welcome Christa, including Andrew, who is also subjected to one of those weird-ass hugs Christa is handing out. Christa tries to downplay how cool the bedding from the reward challenge has turned out to be, saying that practically nobody can fit on the big pillow/mattress thing anyway. Andrew, in a way he erroneously thinks is charming, says that he sleeps using his rolled-up buff as a pillow. Poor. Baby. Darrah looks disgusted, but then...she usually does.
Christa announces that she's making off with the silver pot. In an interview, she talks about how very happy she was to see that Morgan had another pot, because she would have felt horrible taking the only way they had to boil water. Once the taking is complete, Andrew tries in his own very subtle way to pump Christa for information about her tribe. He doesn't quite say, "Is there anything that you could tell me about your tribe that might potentially work to my advantage and harm you and your team members?" but it's close to that. She insists that there's no leader, which is pretty much true, and that everybody just kicks back and hangs out. She interviews that Andrew was really pressuring her for information, and that it sure was hard not to break. Because that Andrew, I guess...is so charming. Or something. (Ick.) Andrew asks her who she thinks will be booted the first time they lose immunity, and she's like, "Hee hee, I don't know." In other news, Christa has some nasty stuff going on with her bug bites, including one on the back of her arm that looks like it's infected. Ew. Christa wants (and gets) a hug before she leaves. Don't touch the sores, y'all.