Meanwhile, the ladies are picking their name down the hall. Patricia Velásquez really jumps in there with Bone Crusher. Among the reasons this name is terrible? There is already a morbidly obese rapper with dibs on it. This is a reality show, not a WWE ring. And it is not easing the nerves of self-described scared loner Cheryl Tiegs. Don't frighten the models! Someone else throw in Bad Ass Babes, and Teresa puts Vincitori on the (inevitably flipped) table, explaining that it's Italian for "Winners." Debbie claims to have gotten a "feline energy" from the group (translation: Catty bitches up in here!), and proposes Prowess. Victoria literally cups her head in her hands at this, though I think it's all right. Plus, they're going up against Unanimous, so they really can't lose. Lisa struggles to make her voice heard over the din, but she makes a point of saying their name should not imply cattiness. Debbie thinks Forte (as in the musical term for "loud" and "strong") is a good option, and the ladies take a vote. Would you believe it? They're unanimous (lower-case "U").

On to the business of picking the PM. Patricia is vocal that she has lots of experience organizing teams and events (such as her non-profit Wayúu Tayá Foundation for indigenous Latin Americans). She tells a touching story about her own roots as a Wayúu kid, how she rose from poverty, and will use the money won from the task to build a school so kids like her can do the same. She thinks that there is no doubt they can win the task together, and for the moment there is no division on Team Forte.

Down the hall, Lou Ferrigno has his own inspiring story. He was born with a birth defect that robbed him of 75 percent of his hearing. He was told he'd never speak, but he ended up learning to speak and accomplishing his dreams. He asks his teammates to speak clearly in his direction so he can read their lips and warns them that, if he doesn't always respond, he's not being rude. Penn jokes the Lou needs a signal for when he is intentionally being a jerk. Lou gives him the middle finger, and everyone has a good laugh. Clay wonders who is going to be the PM, and nobody is willing to step up. Adam thinks there must be at least a few people who are universally knowledgeable and could take on any task. Speaking of being rude, he says that Paul Teutul probably would not be such a person. Paul corrects him, saying he ran a business for 40 years and basically takes on the job because "I don't really care... I'm going to have to do it at some point anyhow." That's the kind of passion it takes to win!