Everyone sits around awkwardly after that exchange. Even the cameraman can't bear to look, so he pans up. Lo and behold, it's Alex. Whitney comments on the weirdness, while Alex supposedly says what a jerk Jay is. This back and forth occurs as everyone gets increasingly riled up, accompanied by a whole bunch of hack job editing, in which Jay is literally flipping on alternate sides of Whitney like he has teleportation power. Eventually, the Aussie's crazy side comes out. Alex approaches and talks some trash, stopping himself about a half-step before challenging Jay to meet behind the bleachers. A war of words ensues, with Jay slamming Alex for talking shit and Alex calling Jay a cheater.

As they continue their verbal slap fight, some random redhead sits down next to Whitney and tells her these rumors have been flying around New York for a while. It's, like, a big deal, you know? This feud was probably covered on New York 1 along with the news of the stock market crash and the Madoff scandal. After Jay drops about 14 F-bombs, Alex arbitrarily decides he won't be talked to in that way, then more or less threatens to beat the crap out of Jay. I personally would love to see that fight. I have a feeling it would go a little something like this. Jay tries to shut Alex down by harshly saying that Whitney chose him. Cut to Whitney's "Oh no he di'n't!" face. And Alex's comeback? "The truth will reveal itself." Maybe he's the JB of this show? Or maybe they're all pathetic, asshat hipsters who are beyond redemption. Now that is a truth that is bound to reveal itself soon enough. Jay lamely brings in Adam to back him up, but Whitney decides that, as the only semi-mature person, she should break it up. Did I mention that Bobby Brown's '80s jam "Don't Be Cruel" is be-bopping in the background throughout this whole exchange? Annnnnd scene.

The next time Whitney and the Aussie meet, it's another day, another JB outfit. I might start calling him JayB. He jokes that now Whitney has seen his Gemini side, and Whitney brings up the redhead. Jay says the Alexes and redheads of the world have won if he and Whitney keep talking about stuff "that doesn't matter." He suggests they curtail that line of conversation. It's a pretty transparent deflection because, like the redhead, if my boyfriend(-ish) were cheating on me, I'd want to know and talk about it. That would "matter" to me. But then again, I'm not dating the lead singer of a band, so I'm not accustomed to pandering to man whores. Whitney looks pretty uncomfortable with this decision but shuts up for now.