Funny Bald Freeloader puts Michael and Kathy in a cab and says goodbye. They thank him. Thanks, Funny Bald Freeloader! In the cab, Kathy comments that she finally feels good, after they've been lagging for a while. Michael does a little drum-machine-club-dance thing in the cab, which is...kind of annoying, but if he knows it's dorky, it might also be a little bit funny. It's hard to tell. If Michael thinks he's cool, we have serious issues. If he's pretending to think he's cool, he might be a tiny bit funny.
Jill and John Vito grab their bottle, and are happy just to be going to Portugal. Note that Jill's hair is all wavy and wacky this week, like she didn't get a chance to blow it out straight or something. Maybe we're finally leaving the first part of the race, in which people still delude themselves into thinking they can do the whole thing without stinking or being caught on television with their hair going in five directions. That part of the race never lasts.
The HugeTinies (minus Kathy/Michael) catch a cab for the airport, as do the BoBs. Jill and John Vito stop into a hotel to call a cab. She says, "Can somebody call me a taxi?" tempting goofy people around the world to say, "You're a taxi!" and then hang their heads in shame. At least that's what I did. But in fairness to myself, I felt I had no choice. In the HugeTinyTaxi, Aaron says that "it's all about chasing down those goddamn brothers." So now I guess the Brothers Oppositamazov are on Aaron's Moby Dick List also. "Down with the brothers," Aaron says. Zach (I believe) adds that "the Twins are evil." Oh, so's your hair, Guar-meanie.
The HugeTinyTaxi arrives at the airport just before the BoBs. John Vito and Jill are close behind, which kind of surprises me, considering that they left fully three hours after the HugeTinies and BoB. I have to wonder how that happened. Jill screams and runs into Aaron's arms. EW! Okay, Jill for Vice-President. She hugs Aaron some more. Okay, Jill for Postmaster General. Cut your losses, Jill, or I'll be putting you up for County Registrar. Jill Bon Vito confirms with Aahab that they have tickets on the flights to Portugal, too. The BoBs observe this giant HugeTiny "powwow" with some amusement. A Twin snots that it's better having it divided into two alliances, because it's "more competitive." Eh. Ignore the petty, Twin. Don't feed it. Everyone runs into "Aberdeen International Airport." Who knew?