In the kitchen, the cheftestants discover stickers on something of Stephen's and realize they have to wash them off because Stephen didn't. Harold also bellows about needing silverware washed and where the hell is Stephen? Turns out, they had just bought more CHINESE SOUPSPOONS for Stephen's course, and they came in dirty and stickered, and Stephen hadn't done a damn thing about it. Tiffani tells us that the "frickin' soupspoons" put her "over the edge with Stephen."

The Scotti arrive at their reception. Lee Anne announces to the kitchen that they're going to get it done, with or without Stephen. Looks like all the other cheftestants are plating Stephen's course. Dave asks, "Donde top sommelier?" Well, he's out explaining to the wait staff about pouring wine. I am so not kidding. "Three-ounce pour. Pour the wine, and then move over to the next, move over to the next, the two of you are done. Next table!" quoth the Stephen evermore. Stephen defensively explains to us, "I needed to talk to some of the members of the hotel and making sure that the EXECUTION -- the foremost important part of this whole entire event -- was intact." Never did the Scotti express an interest in wine service being part of their wedding banquet. Never once did anyone say that the wine service was the most important part of the entire event. The most important part of the entire event was THE FREAKING FOOD, STEPHEN! Stephen seems to be back in the kitchen, giving orders about how to preserve his amusing plate of Lobster Harumaki (Japanese spring rolls), Glazed Oyster with Yazu (Japanese citrus) Marinated Roe, and Crab Soup Dumplings. Stephen keeps being defensive with us, "A chef's responsibility is to delegate. He is a leader, he is a manager in the kitchen, no one took on that role. No one except myself." Oh, Stephen, if you say goodbye to us tonight there will still be foodies left to fight. What else could I do? I'm just so tired of you, you haven't cooked here for the longest time.

In the dining room, the Scotti explain the purpose of the amuse bouche to their guests. The guests are amused. Marcy tells the Bot, "The oyster wasn't bad and I like that, I'm partial to that, whatsitcalled, wazoo?" I assume the wedding planner to the stars who knows absolutely everything, according to the Bot, means "yazu." And not "butthole."