Someone asks Wendy how old she is. "48," Wendy responds. And that's helping her cause to stay on this show how, exactly? She looks younger than 48. Best to have people believe she's 40 and therefore assume she's more physically fit. "You look so young," Tyrone responds immediately, although he's rolling his eyes as he says it so I think he was being sarcastic. Probst finally steps in to agree with Wendy's tribemates that asking a woman for her age is kind of rude outside of Montana. Wendy says she should start "tooting my horn. Maybe that's what I should do." The rest of tribe, meanwhile, exchange "yo, this chick is annoying and useless. Good thing we all agreed to get rid of her before we even got here. Also, I'm embarrassed for her" looks. As the bell sound effect tolls for Wendy, she continues that she didn't want to be "talktalktalk" all the time "and drive people ca-razy," as if it was even possible for some of these people to be more crazy than they are right now. "People don't like people who talk all the time, so I stayed pretty quiet. And that is not me. I am nicknamed 'the chattahbox.'" So, basically, Wendy just said, "you know this thing that some people do that most people hate? Well, I totally do that. Also, I'm older than you probably thought I was. Keep me around!"
Probst gets ready to start the vote, but Wendy, now desperate to prove that she talks all the time even though she just said that's something people don't like, asks if she can say "one thing." The music gets all suspenseful here, as if Wendy's about to unload a stream of curse words and call everyone out or something really awesome. Instead, she still tries to convince them all why they should keep her around, as if everyone's mind wasn't made up well before Tribal Council began anyway: "I think there's a lot that I can bring through my strength, my leadership ... [giggle] I can be very friendly, very honest, very funny, fun to be with, strong-willed, strong physically. People like to be my friend. People like to be with me. They trust me all the time. Trust is important!" Oh my god, save it for your Match.com profile. Which you should set up immediately because your husband is a dick. At this point, Jimmy T. appears to have fallen asleep. Or he's fantasizing about chopping her up into little bits. "And I don't have any blisters on my feet, and that's an asset!" Marty just shakes his head, like, "how can this woman be 48 years old and this oblivious?" And Wendy STILL isn't done: "that will help. Just a thing to point out." Finally: "I think that's about it." Probst asks if she's sure, because he doesn't want to stand up and sit back down again. Wendy confirms that she is finished, her point that Espada needs to get her the fuck away from them well made.