…Kissing. Her response is completely adolescent, all pulling away in response to unexpected tongue during Spin The Bottle, and she 'etterviews that she's "feeling it," and even though she's shy about it, she "just needs to go with it" and basically force herself to make out with him. Nice, show. That's gross and sad.
A hand puts the Do Not Disturb hanger on the door as we go to commercial, but if those two had sex, I will eat every hat in Old Navy.
Hey, did you guys know that Cabo is in Mexico? …Oh, you did know that already. So you…didn't really need the "Bandito Dinner Theater" track from Hooked On Stereotypical Geography Sound Cues, then? Neither did I. Back off, guitar. Brad VOs about the other two "incredible" dates (yeah, that's one word for them) but now he's got to focus on DeAnna, yadda. And what better way to concentrate your full attention on a prospective spouse than by going dune-buggying with her? Bradterview: I need to find out if we have that true connection.
What he does find out: DeAnna is a way better buggy driver than he is; and she is not afraid to give him shit about that fact. Brad VO: She's sassy! I love it! Enh. I think he's intrigued by it; "love" is maybe a bit strong. BVO: I've looked forward to this day "from the moment I met her." He's not talking about the dune buggies, I suspect, but God forbid the show ever acknowledge explicitly that the participants have genitalia.
Date. Another witty camera pan past a Day of the Dead figurine (I think; it's the skull in the top hat. God, I'm as bad as the sound designer! Sorry!) as DeAnna 'etterviews that, in a normal relationship, you wake up together and have breakfast together and "fall asleep cuddling" together, and she wants that in her life. In a normal relationship, of course, there is also snoring, arguing about money, arguing about raisins, bitchy exes, covers-hogging, and any number of other untelegenically prosaic issues from which The Bachelor politely averts its eyes, the better to pretend that marriage is all candles and cake and pinot greezh on the beach.
DeAnna begins to muse, quite stagily, that she knew from the minute she got there, she "just knew." It just felt right, she's never felt so much for anyone so quickly, blah blah, after the hometown visit she knows she's falling in love with him. DeAnna is a tough one to read; she sounds like she's reciting lines, the way she's rushing through them, and maybe it's nerves, but I don't buy it and I can't quite figure out her angle. Brad can't seem to either; he asks if she really means that, and after she confirms it, he takes a pretty long pause. She sort of bounces in to kiss him while a Bradterview explains that she put "a lot on the table," which left him speechless, because coming from "someone like DeAnna," it's significant. Yeah, but…she's probably banking on that, that she comes off pretty tough so dropping her guard would seem like a bigger deal. I don't think she's got venal motives or anything, but I do think she knows it's down to three women and she'll do what she needs to. She whispers to him that she's scared, which I think overplays the "I'm making myself vulnerable, pick me" hand somewhat; he reassures her that she's perfect and blah blah and gives her the fantasy-suite card, and now it's her turn to pause, and for a second I think she's going to say no, but she accepts.