Marshana gets hit in the face, and stumbles away, and gets no sympathy from the other women, who figure it's a plot for one-on-one time for Matt. Then they pretend to feel bad when they find out Marshana actually got a busted lip. More rugby, with Jax announcing that the winner is Team Gangsta, and I think those women should be sent home right now for that stupid name. Matt leads a round of applause for Marshana, and then he says the women outshone all the expectations he had, and they're going back to his place for a party.

Back to Matt's pad to hang out. "It was really hot to think of him sleeping in that bed," says Robin, who really needs a hose turned on her. There are two masseurs on hand to rub the women down. Marshana says that made her like Matt even more, as if Matt had anything to do with it.

The women get down to their bikinis for some last-minute campaigning for the rose, and then Matt invites Kelly for some massage down. "I like it really hard," says Kelly, and Matt says, "You like it really hard?" and Kelly slaps him, as though her double-entendre wasn't entirely intentional. Before long, the masseurs are gone, and Kelly's going to work on Matt herself.

Meanwhile, the other women chat about who's going to get the rose. And later, alone with Matt, Robin tells Matt she doesn't want to do stupid things to get his attention, and he gives her some general compliments, and they get in a hot tub, which is hopefully hot enough to sterilize Matt's mouth, because they start kissing.

The other women press Kelly for some information about the massage she gave him. I think she held back, because I didn't hear the words "happy ending."

Amanda gets some alone time, which is great for her, because she's worried that she's coming off as boring or reserved. Hey, if you ain't gonna put 'em on the glass, that's not Matt's fault. She asks if he likes music, and he's talking about classic George Michael, and then Kristine and Noelle show up and plunk themselves down and just SIT there stone-faced while Amanda talks to him. She says she likes "all sorts of different music" like just PICK some groups instead of the bullshit non-committal "I like everything!" response, which is always untrue.

So the date box shows up for Shayne, and she gets excited because wine is going to be involved. Or something. I'd think she'd consider her brain cells to be endangered enough without being excited about killing more off.