Time for Matt to award the rugby rose, which is going to Robin, for her amazing moves on and off the field. Robin better watch her back. "I don't think Robin deserved the rose at all," says Chelsea in a talking-head. Try to guess who Chelsea thinks deserved the rose.

The next day, Matt babbles about going on a "hot date with a hot woman in a hot car." They're going to a wine estate in Ojai in a black Maserati. Chelsea talks about how some other woman going away with her man is not a good time. "I've never done wine-tasting before even though I love wine," burbles Shayne. They arrive at the estate, and Matt uses his favourite word, "amazing," a few times. He says today's going to be interesting because of Shayne's previous tantrums. That's it, he's a crackhead.

So they sit and drink wine, and Matt asks about her family, and Shayne tries to demur. "It's not like you would know who my dad was," says Shayne. Wow, she's embarrassed. She tells him her dad is Lorenzo Lamas, which she ALREADY TOLD HIM. She says he was on Renegade and Matt pretends to know what it is (if he does know what is, he does a great job of not cracking up). She talks about her parents divorcing and remarrying a lot, which Matt takes to mean that she's more mature than most 22-year-olds. "I'm not saying I'm more mature than most 22-year-olds," says Shayne. That means we agree on something! They talk about being ready for marriage, and Matt says he's ready now, and Shayne says she doesn't believe men are ready for marriage when they're 30, and I think Shayne needs to stop reading Maxim to find out what guys think (adult guys, anyway). Shayne, here's another tip for you: actual men don't wear Axe either. And bullshit melodrama doesn't get rewarded with more dates.

We head back to Matt's place for an intimate dinner. Matt says Shayne is the "ultimate L.A. sex kitten" and he wants to be proved wrong that that doesn't go along with high drama. What more proof does he need that it does? At dinner, Shayne admits to being high-maintenance. Women, listen up: if you can admit that? Fix it. Seriously. It's not cute. It's not endearing.

Matt admits to owning 400 pairs of shoes, I think, and then puts forth his Shoes or Handbags Theory, which is that women are either into shoes or handbags. Shayne's into, in this order: Cars, Shoes. Handbags. Sunglasses. Watches. "I think if you have all those five, it doesn't matter what you're wearing on your body," she says. Shayne should stop saying things.