Hey Little Sister, Who's Your Superman, Hey Little Sister, Who's the One You Want, Hey Little Sister, Shotgun!

(Billy Idol, White Wedding)

Third post in one day. I'm really burning it up, here. Let's roll...

Ace and Gary start the episode with a little rolling around in bed in their pajamas, mourning the loss of New Zealand, until Andrew realizes Spike no longer has a roommate, and enthusiastically moves into the room, taking over New Zealand's bed, presumably so he won't have to sleep so far away from Spike.

Quickfire Challenge: The guest judge this week is no guest judge. Colleccio joins Padma in the kitchen, possibly because he was lonely after eating all of the meals by himself last week. They will no longer get immunity for winning a Quickfire, and they split into two teams. They have to do a relay race of chopping, slicing, peeling, etc, and as part of it, they have to clean a monkfish, which just looks disgusting. Antonia, Stephanie, Richard and Andrew are on a team together, which is strong to quite strong. The other team is Nikki, Spike, Lisa and Dale, who hates Lisa and Nikki. Things should go well for them. Lisa narrowly avoids slicing her own hands, thank God, but that doesn't mean I like her. I don't. I hate her. Andrew makes up some time by dismantling his artichokes in record time, and Colleccio is getting a little whistle-happy, like he's some sort of high school track coach. Stephanie and Nikki are in a race for the mayonnaise, and Stephanie comes through for the win! Nice work.

And...Dale's profanity outburst makes its appearance. Right before commercials, he mentions that nobody likes each other on the team. That's gonna make it tough, I think.

Elimination Challenge: Everyone is excited for restaurant wars, since they all want to open restaurants (duh), and they seem to be sorely let down when told they're not doing that today, by Padma, who's wearing some sort of jacket like she's in Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. Their challenge, for the teams, is to cater a wedding (including cake!) for two people who happen to own a restaurant and a wedding venue. Spike's excited that the other team picked the bride, which makes sense, because in my experience, the groom's much more laid back about the wedding planning.

And...Andrew's comment regarding his culinary boner makes its appearance. Always classy, that Andrew.

The groom likes Italian food, and Nikki is Italian! The bride likes Southern food because she's from Marietta, and Richard lives in Atlanta! It's amazing! I didn't catch much else from that segment, other than they both like cake. And soup. And they could talk, or not talk, for hours. Gonna be a great marriage.

Antonia says they shouldn't risk crispy chicken because you never know if it will hold up, but then she says, "whatever, we'll survive." THAT does not bode well for Antonia, because confidence usually equals being in the bottom three on this show.

Wait, they're buying the food AND the flowers? If that's true, this is gonna be one crappy wedding. They're probably going to have Spike officiate the ceremony, and Colleccio is going to be the musical entertainment at the reception (seriously? that picture is hilarious!). Richard and Andrew are working together at Whole Foods, and with a budget of $3,000, that's going to be almost enough for a dozen tulips.

Nikki inexplicably says, "I seriously can't believe I'm making pasta again." Yeah, right. That's all she knows how to do! I haven't seen her do one thing this whole season that didn't involve pasta. She then inspires confidence in her entire team by not making a single decision, and answering "I'm not sure" to every question they ask.

Lisa thinks Dale's doing a crappy job. I knew they were going to work together well. The rest of the team seems to agree with her, though. Nikki's making pasta at 4:17 a.m. and looks like she's been smoking meth. Man, she needs her beauty rest in a bad way.

Colleccio saunters in after a good night's sleep, and for that, everyone hates him, as they have been up all night cooking. This does seem like a really hard, really cool challenge. Much better than the block party from a few weeks ago. He says Lisa's groom's cake is ugly and looks like a battleship, which isn't the worst description. It looks like a 4th grader's art project, or a science fair volcano that happens to be square.

The wedding arrives and they're all zombies, except Padma, who should spend more time attending formal events, wearing that dress, on TV. The appetizers look pretty good so far, especially the pulled-pork sandwich with a homemade pickle. That sounds awesome. Meanwhile, the bride and the groom haven't spoken to each other yet during the entire cocktail hour. I hope they at least sit next to each other at dinner. The bride's team has decided that Andrew will stay to work in the kitchen, so he's not allowed to talk to the guests. Solid strategy.

Judges' Table: First up, bride's team. Man, I hope they win. And they do! Nice. Andrew dodged a big bullet, because they didn't like his chicken or his spinach. The winner is Richard. Boring. He wants to give it to Stephanie, though, since she made the wedding cake, which is actually a very great gesture, and she gets a Crate & Barrel gift certificate for $2,000. That's awesome. The groom's team comes out to take their lumps, and there's gonna be a lot of tired, frustrated bitching by some of these people, most likely Dale and Lisa. Nikki throws everyone under the bus right off the bat by saying that although they looked to her for guidance on the Italian-style menu, she was in no way the leader of the team. Nice backbone, Nikki. Dale and Spike have it out, and this is falling apart quickly. I hope Dale started packing his knives already, so he can just get the hell out of there when they announce the loser. I hope he doesn't lose, I'd much rather see that honor go to Nikki or Lisa, but he seems resigned to it, and he seems to be telling everyone where they can stick it before he leaves.

And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make. (Paul McCartney) Oh, and in the end, Nikki gets sent home. Amanda called it. She's a genius, and much better at predicting this stuff than I am, which is weird, because I watch WAY more tv than she does, so you'd think I'd have an easier time with it.