Mandy feels a connection. Jean-Marie feels like she hasn't gotten her turn. Jessica gives the plushy gift of a stuffed gator, because she "heard" that he went to the University of Florida. From her gossipy little friend. Called "late-night obsessive Google search."

"I have this rose in my pocket," Jesse says, setting off a spate of misfiring jokes that all end in "and I am also happy to see you." Good thing I didn't use any of them, or we'd all have something to feel kind of embarrassed about right now. He tells us he knows whom he's going to give it to. It's not going to be Anne-Catherine, but for right now she can delight in the fact that he likes her because she's Canadian. French-Canadian. Or, as we're about to learn, maybe just French-accent-Canadian. Jesse tells her that it "totally blows [him] away" that there's another Canadian in the house, especially since they sealed the border after the years of warring between the two countries. Why is it so surprising, really? Anne-Catherine tells him that her first language is French, so Jesse pulls out the final stop and says, in French, "For the next five minutes, only speak to me in French." She says, "I'm loving this!" He asks her if she's always lived in Quebec, and she responds, "You're very good!" You guys, she doesn't know French at all. Like, AT ALL. He tells her he looks forward to speaking more (or, really, any) French with her later, and she's all, "Suddenly I just remembered I totally have to be somewhere!" before running off to scour for Berlitz Guides at the Next Entertainment gift shop.