Commercials. I repeat: Ron Livingston!

When we return, the Pointies are still really bummed out about the departing train. He's all upset, and she's like, "We'll get on the next one." "Just let me have my moment!" he says, and it's kind of dramatic and hilarious, but it's also kind of... true. If they can both recognize that sometimes you have to just leave space for the freaking out, it's going to do them a world of good. I'm telling you, I think these kids could either break up horribly within the next two weeks, or they could totally get married and stay married. It's really close to being a really good relationship to my eye, even though they're not really the kind of people I hang out with, and I'm impressed at the way they seem to work at it. There are those who can make bickering work for them, after all, even if other people don't like being around for it.

The *lyns and *wins are arriving at the station. Rob and Kim are learning that the next train is one hour later, so that's the time they lost by missing that train. These three backbencher teams will all be on the next train together.

On the train, James is checking in with someone who knows the area, who explains that when they get in the car, they just need to look for the signs to Helsinki, because Lohja is on the way there. Dustin and Kandice, meanwhile, are studying a map and planning their route.

And then, back at the train station, accompanied by very heavy music of suspense, the *lyns and *wins are getting on the same train as the disappointed Pointies. (Hey, that's the name of my band! No stealing!) On their train, the *wins happen to run into a guy who works for at least some mining company, so he's packed with information about finding the mine in Lohja. The *wins bow extravagantly. A lady on the train is like, "Hmm, that's entertaining. And I hope they're getting off at the next stop."

The BQs and A(AM!)s get off the train at Turku. They find their way to some very handsome silver cars, and they get going. On the way to Lohja, the boys conclude that the girls are "just following" them. "They're crafty little girls," James observes. Now, now. You never want your names for them to be too patronizing, lest they kick your ass.