Brent and Caite arrive next, their cabbie apparently having found a shortcut. They start sorting out their incense just as Carol and Brandy finish setting theirs aside and begin their first trip up, carrying one pair between them like the poles of a long stretcher with an invisible bed part. When they reach the top of the stairs, a saffron-robed monk positioned up top strikes a gong, which is a strange thing to hear in this context. Usually when we hear a gong on this show it means somebody just said something especially stupid. They walk on through the temple... lobby, I guess, and make their way to a balcony out back where a big metal stand is waiting to hold all of their twelve incense poles. They get the first two in place according to the example set out for them and head back down, just as Brent and Caite are starting up with their first pair. You know how someone often has to walk backwards when two people are doing a tandem carry? In this case, they both are. Genius.
"Penang traffic," Michael mutters from the back of his cab as though he's quite familiar with the phenomenon. Well, I guess he is now; cars are at a standstill in a jam that also includes Dan|Jordan behind them, and Steve|Allie behind them. Dan and Steve ask their drivers how far it is on foot, and Steve's tells them four or five minutes if they run. "See you there," Steve says as he and Allie get out. Dan and Jordan follow. The Detectives see them pass, and Michael says they're prepared to hoof it as well if need be. "In this race, one bad cabdriver can cost you a million dollars," Michael says, which, while true, is not entirely appropriate to the situation. I think we all know that the only reason he's still in the cab is that making Louie travel on foot any more than he has to is going to result in a cardiopulmonary event.
Meanwhile, Jet and Cord have arrived at Taman Kota Lama. "Is that the biggest flags we could get?" Cord says sarcastically. "Oh, my gravy," he adds as they run across the park to the staging area. This week there's a local percussion band on hand as the Cowboys watch a short demo. "Play to win," Cord keeps telling his brother as he starts heading across the park with a 32-foot flagpole on his head instead of his usual Cowboy hat. Which is probably less noticeable here in Malaysia. Cord finishes quickly; his flagpole is tipping forward, and he's basically racing the top end of it to the ground, which both prevents it from falling and allows him to get to the end in a fast hurry. Jet's having a little more trouble, but with some coaching from Cord, he's getting the hang of it. He does have the disadvantage of being the one with the smaller head.