Once he's fed her into the limo and it leaves, Andrew has the absolute fucking nerve to voice over that he was "crushed," because he put himself out there for Tina, and she failed to open up to him and give him a "heartfelt goodbye." He's upset that she wouldn't "meet [him] halfway." Let me get this straight. You sleep with her, you dump her on television the next day, and then you expect that she's going to stand around and feed your ego about how wonderful you are and how heartbroken she is, and then assure you that there are no hard feelings? You expect her to be emotionally generous when you have just rejected her? Jesus. The mind just reels at the sense of entitlement. Can one guy be that lacking in self-knowledge? Is that even possible?
In the limo, Tina voices her theory again that she was behind in the running from the beginning, and that she didn't really like feeling like she was playing catch-up to begin with. She says that because she never got any time alone with Andrew, she didn't really have time to give him her whole heart. But, she says, she doesn't know if she would have, because life with Andrew would undoubtedly have ended her pursuit of her own goals, which I have no doubt is entirely true. She winds up and delivers the following wallop right to Andrew's metaphorical bread basket: "I don't think that being barefoot and pregnant on a vineyard is fabulous. At all." Ha! Highlight of the episode.
Inside, Andrew drinks with Jen and Kirsten. Could these three people be any more boring if they were genetically engineered to be boring? I'm serious. You could get a lot of guys in a lot of white coats together with a lot of little test tubes, and you could give them many, many gallons of hydrosoporific dullenate, and they would struggle to invent a nasal spray that could render anyone this devoid of interesting human qualities.
Next week: Who cares?