12:59 PM. Boston. They've seen this show before (as if we didn't know from last week's Drew Tribute), because they know that the long flight is their chance to catch up. "We're back, baby, we're back!" Alex yells into the camera, so closely that I can actually see his gum. He does this because he is, now and forever, that guy. He's so completely that guy that if he weren't getting his TV exposure here, I'd expect to find him on MTV's always-enlightening Spring Break coverage. Chris, in the meantime, just wants to "bring it home to Beantown." Yuck.
In the car, Alex explains that ChaTaGaDa are friends, and that Mary and the Fruit, Jeebus, and the Teeth are friends. And then, all alone like a couple of wallflowers at the prom, there's Boston. On the topic of friendship, I get the ChaTaGaDa thing, but I'm not sure about the friendship between the other three. When was the last time you said, about one of your friends, "Welcome to the world of being human"? It's been weeks since I did that. Furthermore, Alex goes on to say, "We're better friends than the teams in front." Wait a minute, friends with who? With each other? I'm confused. I fear that Alex might be kind of...dumb. Furthermore, he refers to Danny and Oswald as "the two gay guys," and honestly, at this point in the race, you don't need to do that, so quit it, Head and Shoulders (With Nothing In Between).
Gary and Dave and Cha-Cha-Cha work on their flights. Danny kisses the ticket agent.
Blake's brilliant attempt at some kind of rhino payola scheme winds up making him look like an idiot, particularly when he takes it upon himself to tell the woman it's a rhino. I'm sure she appreciates that, because now she doesn't have to stand there all day scratching her head, saying, "What kind of a cat is this, anyway?" Sigh...yet another of Blake's schemes goes up in flames.