Back at the train station, Ron and Kelly are picking up their London clue. Outside, they desperately hunt for a taxi that will take them, in spite of their low cash-flow situation. Finally, they find a cabbie who gives them the disembodied "Okay, no problem," and they are on their way to the airport.
At the airport, Rob and Amber have their tickets for the connecting flight, but they explain that they're also getting tickets on the direct flight, because those they can "flaunt around" so that other teams will think they're taking that flight. Learned something last week, I guess, about the value of making other teams nervous versus the value of keeping them complacent.
Ron and Kelly come to the airport, and when they run into Meredith and Gretchen, Meredith gives them some money. I have to say, I feel them on giving somebody a shirt to wear or something, but the exchange of funds completely baffles me. It's like on Friends, when Rachel tried to give Phoebe one of her cards after Phoebe blabbed that she needed it. The guys tried to stop her, but Rachel said, "No, no, it's okay -- I don't need it! I'm goin' for fours!" You don't hand advantages in a zero-sum game over to other people. It's absurd. It always looks to me like people just trying to make themselves look morally superior to everyone else. I realize in this case that Meredith is returning a favor, but this entire practice of directly disadvantaging yourself for the benefit of another team is just goofy. Meredith tells Ron and Kelly that the 8:30 flight is supposedly the best one, and notes that Rob and Amber are at the Turkish desk.
Ron and Kelly come up to the Turkish desk just as Rob and Amber are finishing their purchase of those flaunt-able tickets. Ron and Kelly follow by also buying tickets on the 8:30 flight. And then Kelly does a very, very weird thing. She says to the lady working behind the counter, "Do you mind letting me borrow some of your lipstick?" Eeeew! The woman, probably too polite to say no, says yes, and produces the lipstick, which Kelly puts on directly. Now, if that's me -- not that I would be borrowing lipstick from strangers in this desperate fashion to begin with -- I would at least wash the hell out of my hands and then just kind of dab a little bit of lipstick on with my finger so that she wouldn't pick up anything from me. But no, Kelly goes right ahead and shares whatever is on her lips. And not to be mean, but when they zoom in -- a shot that, in retrospect, I think really was intended to show Kelly's lipsticked lips and wasn't as spiteful as I originally thought on the part of her probably beleaguered camera guy -- we see a close-up of her skin, which is badly broken out. It feels so mean to be like, "Kelly, ask for powder," but seriously. In fact, I think I would feel stupid wearing lipstick in this situation, because it's pretty clear her face isn't made up, you know? I have to say, the smile the woman is wearing as Kelly thanks her and walks away is not what I would refer to as "unambiguously warm." It's more like, "Well, there's a tube of Passionate Plum I'll have to replace."