And then we have Ryan -- poor put-upon Ryan, who, up until now, has had to follow "guidelines" and obey "rules" and do "what people ask him to." Well, no more, squares! Now, Ryan's designing a bedroom for an art student, and the self-imposed shackles are coming off: "Finally, this is my type of client. This is type of mentality I want to deal with. I don't have to do some crap, to conform to whatever St. Tropez is." Ryan opts to punctuate this thought by shooting the bird to the camera with both hands while blowing a raspberry. Wow -- that Ryan is half Joe Camel and a third Fonzarelli. He is one outrageous dude and totally in my face. To the extreme!
The clients are dismissed, and Todd informs everyone that it's time for them to pick out paint and fabrics; they'll go shopping for furniture tomorrow. And that sounds like the perfect segue into a Top Design fabric shopping montage, complete with hot escalator-riding action. The designers have $700 to spend on fabric and supplies, which is good news for Ryan, who in a totally in-your-face sort of way, finds fabric that's very "pop" and "loud." "I've never bought fabric before," he confesses to the clerk at Pindler & Pindler. Two thoughts on that confession: 1) No wonder he was so adamant that Carisa do all the fabric shopping during last week's team challenge. And 2) You're on this show why exactly? I've never shopped for fabric, either, but no one was beating down my door to appear on a show that put my interior design sensibilities to the test. ("Uh... make sure you leave room for a beer-can pyramid. I find those really tie a room together.") While Ryan is letting his total lack of qualifications slip out, Felicia is spelling out her design philosophy: she caters to her client, "but I'm not going to just go do crazy, wacky things because my client wants to." So no flaming hoops and jell-o wrestling pits and velvet clown paintings, okay?
Night turns into morning, and we find ourselves at the designers' lofts, where a mysterious figure is seen creeping into the ladies' room. Prowler! Grab the valuables! Run to the panic room! Pull out the scatter gun and start firing indiscriminately! Oh wait -- it's just Todd... which is somehow more disturbing actually. So Todd can let himself into the lofts any time he wants? Does he make a regular habit of this, sneaking in at night to watch the Top Designers sleep while cradling keepsakes of the contestants who've been eliminated? Great -- now I've creeped myself out. Y'all will excuse me while I go double-deadbolt the front door. Anyhow, Todd's on hand neither to stalk or peep on the Top Designers, but to wake them up at a quarter to seven in the morning -- I will leave it to the reader to determine which action is more sinister. Before you answer, know that Todd brought coffee and muffins.