CJ tells us that he thinks people liked their food, but everyone knew it wasn't going out very fast. Over on the other truck, MALARKEY! stands in the doorway and half raps, "Our pants would be so full of money right now 'cuz we woulda sold so much more food than them!" We get typical crowd reactions that aren't very interesting ("It's all about the ceviche!" or "The slider rocks!") or important, given there aren't any comment cards. However, one group -- clearly picked out because, ethnically, they would know from which they speak -- say that the Media Noche was kind of messed up, because a traditional Cubano is served in a different kind of bread. Padma calls out that they'll see them at Judges' Table and leaves. Dale walks up to CJ and asks how things are going. "Fuck you," CJ laughs before hugging him. Sara N. doesn't feel good about how they worked as a team.

Judges' Table. Colicchio notes that Team Black had more of a crowd and handled their service much better than Team Orange, where he had to wait a long time for each dish. They loved Tre's shrimp and grits, think it's easy to make a flavorful ceviche, and liked Hung's onion rings. On the other hand, Colicchio thought Hung's chicken wings were awful, but both Padma and Govind really liked the chicken. Ted liked Team Orange's hamburger, but Govind says his was a little dry and underseasoned. This prompts Colicchio to repeat that Sara N. was "a little out of it," and then asks if anyone else had a milkshake. Ted says they ran out before he got there. "Lucky you," Colicchio says, "It was like milk with a little bit of ice cream in it." They did like Casey's casey-dillas, but thought Howie's Cubano fell far short of what it should be in Miami. Padma goes to the back and calls Team Black to the Tables. Team Black files out. "So there's...that," CJ comments mildly. Hee.