"The Price is Right" -
*K-Ci and Jojo's "All My Life" playing in the
background* Preston and PJ... STILL together.
THE STORY SO FAR!!!! The game began anew with two
women, Andrea and Rachel, both of whom lost out on the
man of their dreams and a million-dollar payday. Andrea
parlayed her loss into a party-time feat fit for a king,
which Rachel.. well, let's just say she's better off
serving dinner. But in the end, it's the server who
takes the chef for a ride as Andrea... and her seven
suitors... are exited off the premises by Nameless
Auxiliary Host. *pose*
Rachel chooses the dumbest time to say "Good has
triumphed over evil." Gee, you think she was a Ranger or
something. Anyway, here're who remain.
Caleb and Rudy - $1,000,000
Josh and Alex - $500,000
Mike and Chris - $250,000
Morgan and David
S. - $1
breaks again. And so do the balls on the billiards
table, as the men exchange check values and/or member
sizes. Jordan, the head master (this is slowly going
south, isn't it?), lets everyone in on the events of the
day. Of course, there's alone time... but only one of
the eight will get it. How? Glad you asked. It's time
for the FLOM Auction. Item up for bids: a private date
with Rachel, the only one before the next elimination.
And in case you thought Jordan was going soft...
will be bidding with the money from your CHECK! And it's
not gonna be cheap." Bidding starts at $25,000. Well,
Morgan and David are out. Involved are a $500,000
necklace and a limo to the Biltmore Hotel. Turns into a
bidding war between Alex and Mike... and Josh? He can
afford it. Mike turns with $250,000, meaning that if he
gets the date, he will play for NOTHING! Chris is out.
Josh goes for it for $275,000. Going once... Going
twice... Hammer down. Josh gets the date and he plays
now, group dates. Mike, Alex and Chris leave today.
Rachel, looking great as always, takes each one of the
"very special" men for a round of beach volleyball.
Rachel is gauging which one will pick her over the
money. While Chris cooks, Alex holds her hand... a
little too much, she thinks. Alex seems to think that he
ISN'T being creepy, which is weird. "I wanted to make
him feel like he has a great connection." Just the type
of man that she wants, because she wants the choice in
next with lunch, as he's trying to figure out her
motivations, catching her off guards. Mike seems like a
wild card, even in Rachel's eyes. But Mike professes to
be the only one who doesn't give a damn about the money.
He was willing to blow it all on one date. I believe
is Rachel seeing dollar signs in her eyes again or
the house, the hot tub was getting even hotter with the
heat of rage, as Mike and Josh have it out about the
auction overbid. That's what you get for playing an open
hand, Mike. You play enough poker, you know to keep your
pocket aces to yourself.
day, Dave, Morgan, Rudy, and Caleb are heading to the
House of Blues. Been there, done that, got the hat
(T-shirts are overrated). While Morgan yuks it up with
the other playas, but nothing is funny about the
decision he faces... the possibility of not liking
Rachel... or a dollar.
speaking of gambles, it's a casino party up in here,
where "Bet it all on black" is proven to be a pretty
good roulette strategy. Telling everyone you're a
gamer... isn't, Rachel.
tete-a-tetes, as Rachel thought that Rudy was nervous
but funny, Caleb is lost for words thanks to his check
("He did not play his cards right"), and that Morgan's
"a man"... with a dollar.
of the night turns into FLOM Blackjack Showdown, as the
winner goes home with Rachel in the limo. Losers walk.
Everyone's all-in, obviously. David wins this hand and
the alone time home. And how does he celebrate? He
carries Rachel all the way down the steps and into the
limo. How gentleman-like. She says she needs a man. He
might be the ticket.
Josh, who is now playing for $225,000, primps himself
for his fantasy date. They head over the Biltmore
ballroom, as Rachel is fascinated by his physicality.
"All I know is that I'm attracted by him."
ballroom... wow, she's swinging that thang, ain't she?
You might hurt somebody. It's basically your
movie-climax moment, as there are violinists, rose
petals, and a serious amount of bling. "I could possibly
have two half-million dollar necklaces." But he wasn't
thinking of the check... or maybe he was. $275,000 well
know when you're on a first date with an attractive
woman, you think that there's a line. And temptation
tells you to say "hi" to it. But you know you can't.
That's when you decide. You go for the long-term sure
deal? Or do you just throw caution to the wind and aim
for the kill zone? Josh is faced with said decision. He
chooses... kill zone. "I felt like I was mobbed by a
wild animal. It was terrible."
all the brothers out there... Kill zone... BAD. And the
new defense, "I misread that situation." That's when
Rachel starts thinking that she screwed up possibly her
only chance at a million. So much for true love, I must
say. She thinks that Josh would choose her over the
came home, everyone wondered what happened. He just
breaks it all down. "We kissed a little bit." Didn't say
ALL the way down. But it's down enough for everyone to
think that he's playing for money.
meets Rachel in the drawing room, where, as usual, he
has news. She can now pick any one man and learn the
value of his check. Gleam in her eyes. Yay. She chooses
Mike, who is not in it for the money... As you know,
he's playing for $250,000. "I was really hoping that
Mike had a dollar."
Elimination time again... Tonight, three will go home.
Morgan will not be one of them. Rudy will be. She asks
for the ring back. Tarzan Dave goes to the winners'
block as well. Chris, who looks like a friend... also
named Chris, gets more screen time next week. Alex...
gets the "buddy" spiel. I HATE THAT! He's gone. Mike
isn't. He joins Chris, Morgan, and Dave. That leaves
Caleb and Josh. Josh looks smug. Caleb looks like he
(^_^) a brick. Caleb goes down... and he's still
nervous. She wants to see more of him. And she'll get
what she wants, as Mr. Grabbyhands takes the stroll...
much to everyone's surprise.
Remember, kids. Kill zone = BAD. Next week, huntin' and
killin' for love... and sport!