Daniele & Yohan:
Daniele was alone in her hotel room after the big fight last week about Yohan’s “half truths”. After spending the night by herself, watching “The Craft” for the 500th time, lighting candles and manifesting that the two would make up, Yohan had called and was on his way over.
He brought her a flower as a symbol of peace, as he sat down to give her the full truth about the miscarriage from his past. He claimed that his ex girlfriend (or as he put it- “a girl”) got pregnant with his baby and told him she had a miscarriage. He later came to find out from a third party that “a girl” had actually terminated the pregnancy, which left him feeling very upset (not upset enough not to “sanky panky” at his hotel job, but pretty upset). Daniele seemed to have a better understanding of where he was coming from (and it only took him one night alone at his parent’s house to make that whole story up). The two reconciled, for now, until the “love spell” wears off….
Jen(ny 2.0) & Rish(meet):
Jen was in the mood to “get physical” so she went to join a workout class led by her friend, “Deer”.Apparently Jen had met Deer during her last round of India, when he was her jazzercise instructor/therapist. This particular class seemed to be high intensity Bollywood inspired, as there was a lot of jumping, dancing, and even yelling (perfect for getting out one’s microaggressions after struggling to find the right outfit, but nothing looked quite right on the human mannequin at the store). After class was over, Jen and Deer sat down to catch up, but more or less so she could complain/get his advice about the Rishi arranged marriage situation.
Deer and his sweat-soaked hair tried to make Jen realize that she knows deep down this relationship is a long shot, but keeps on keeping on for some reason. He feels that Rishi is making a fool out of Jen, but assured her that even if Mother Rishi doesn’t seem to be on board with the relationship, Indian mothers will always eventually be agreeable for their sons (As Mother Smitt watches via satellite, sitting with her arms crossed, shaking her head from side to side, writing her fake suicide note for sympathy).
(P.s…. When Jenny took Deer’s class, it was called “Sweating to the Oldies”)
Later on Rishi came over to Jen’s place to celebrate a Kite Festival. He brought kites for the two to fly on the rooftop of the building (which I pictured meant they would go running off the side of the roof). Luckily Rishi had an alternative method that managed to avoid going “splat”. Unfortunately the kite flying was cut short, as another participant from a neighboring rooftop knocked down their kite, cheering victoriously. Jen took the opportunity to bring up her issues with Rishi’s truth omissions, as well as a timeline for when she will be accepted by his family. Rishi tried to convince Jen that all would be well in time, and his family would just need to get used to her being around… especially since he expected them all to live together. Jen was surprised by this new idea, as she hadn’t really given much thought to where the couple would live once they were married, but assumed it would be in their own place. She must have been so mesmerized by his onion scented shampoo, that she forgot to ask.
Rishi proposed that Jen go to live in his friend’s communal family home to give it a test run, and experience “A day in the life of an Indian wife” – which could also be a new show on TLC, and I’d watch it. (She could have just hung out with Jenny for the day, but I don’t blame her for not wanting to step foot in that filthy kitchen).
The couple headed over to Rishi’s friend’s house, who’s name was oddly enough “Surrender”. The House Surrender seemed very clean and modern, unlike someone else’s (I won’t mention any names….except I already did like 2 sentences ago…).
The ladies of the house showed Jen the ropes, bringing her straight into the kitchen to explain her future wifely duties. Rishi wasn’t allowed in the kitchen, since it’s forbidden for a man to cross the circle of “girl time”; A tradition that most women could get behind. Jen was shocked at all of the responsibilities the women had, including serving the men and elders before themselves. She wasn’t sure if she would be able to keep up with the Joneses (Mike Joneses, that is), but wasn’t even sure she’d have the chance, since she was still technically a family secret.
Kris & Jeymi:
It was time for the gals to go furniture shopping to add some “homey touches” to their new home (Instead of “Homie” touches, which includes drugs and weapons, because Kris already took care of that….)
As they wandered the Colombian “Home Goods”, they immediately saw the differences in their decorating styles; Jeymi had one, and Kris…. Well, I’ll let the blue turtleneck rhinestone sweater speak for itself.
They plopped down on a display bed, where Kris dropped yet another bombshell on Jeymi. Her mother had called, letting her know that she received a court date to prosecute a man who stole one of her “rare motorcycles”. It seems as though each week Kris is surprising Jeymi with yet another bizarre piece of drama that makes her weirder than her initial label of “Narcoleptic wearing onesie pajamas” from episode one.
This news was especially upsetting, as it would mean Kris would need to leave around the time the two had planned to rush their wedding celebration. Jeymi was in tears, afraid that Kris may not come back, since she had “ghosted” her once before (In fairness, she probably just got hit by a truck on her way to score some “mint-free toothpaste”, when a motorcycle gang approached because she happened to land on their “turf”, and held her up at knifepoint, but they wound up revering her knife wielding skills, inducting her into the gang, and then all went out for hot chocolate. Orrrrrr she got caught with drugs and/or one of her prison shivs and had to go to jail for a minute. Either option).
The two stopped at home for a minute before heading out to a flea market. Kris was in tears, as she claimed to be in a lot of pain, and was jonesing for another tube of “bubble gum toothpaste”. She tried to rally for Jeymi’s sake, and off to the market they went. However, Kris spent the entire cab ride laying across the backseat of the cab, crying in Jeymi’s lap. The pain was so bad that they wound up skipping the flea market and heading back home.
Jeymi found a doctor that made house calls, and he rushed over to find Kris laying in bed, crying. The doctor gave her an injection for the pain, and seconded the motion that Kris have the very extensive surgery she had previously mentioned, or else be forced to live with the chronic pain, which was exacerbated by travel. Jeymi looked devastated, as this would mean Kris would have to leave for Alabama and stay for at least a year if she had the surgery there. I am devastated as well, because I was soo maaaach curious to see what poor choice Kris would make for a wedding dress.
Debbie & Oussama (the lesser known one):
Debbie and her good hair were finally landing in Morocco, excited to be reunited with her long distance love. Oussama chose to go for a “fashionable prison” look, in his striped collared shirt and black hat, waiting for Debbie with 2 little flowers he may have picked along the way and then written a poem about. They had a big hug during their airport reunion, and were otherwise very awkward and standoffish (but that may have been because of the whole “No PDA in Morroco” thing Azan kept talking about…. Though no one kissed anyone’s shoulder.) Oussama showered Debbie with compliments as the two headed off on the skateboard.
Hopefully we’ll get to see more than 5 minutes of them next week.
Nicole & Soo MaaaachMood:
Nicole was trying her best to adapt to Egypt-life by making herself a spot of tea on the stove, only she was unsure of how to use a lighter and almost set one of her oversized babydoll dress sleeves on fire. She went out on the veranda where Maaaachmood was praying to discuss their plans for the day. They were scheduled to go visit with Maccccchomood’s uncle’s place to discuss their joint venture of starting a fashionable modest clothing line. This was really a passion project for Nicole, who once again made mention of her fashion frustrations due to her new lifestyle. The two yet again argued about clothing and the covering of Nicole’s wig-like bob. This fight in particular seemed to really get under Machmoodring’s skin, as he ran off, sitting by himself, coming to the conclusion that maybe they are just not right for each other.
Somebody better cancel with the “Godfather” Uncle… (I’m thinking Machmood is the Fredo anyway…)
After Machmood stormed off, Nicole was alone in the house with her machmoodinlaw, folding her clothes to possibly pack. Machmood reappeared, hoping Nicole would have calmed down in his short absence, ready to resume the meeting with his Uncle. Nicole continued fighting, trying to make it seem that the cause of their fights are because he’s controlling and always trying to pick out her outfits….. (File this under “Things you should know about marrying a religious Muslim man before going through with it”). Her constant confusion of “controlling ways” for “religious and cultural background”(though oppressive as she may find it), are coming up in every aspect of their relationship, except maybe calling each other “honey”. It seems like Machmood may have had the epiphany that Nicole might not be the right one, but she still seemed committed to yelling and fighting until she got her way. Perhaps the one who enjoyed watching them fight the most was Mother Machhmood, who was always in the background in each scene, looking on. The fighting was so good, she canceled cable.
Gabe & Isabel:
Gabe had made an appointment to see a surgeon in Colombia about possibly having top surgery. Though he generally presents as quite masculine and has already had the big knish added to his repertoire, he still felt somewhat self conscious about his chest. Isabel accompanied him, helping to translate and give her input. The doctor seemed knowledgeable on both hemispheres of Gabe’s surgical situations, and was willing to help with the top portion, though he made no promises of severe scarring.
Gabe went into detail explaining all of the fascinating details of his surgeries, which I’m sure most were curious about.
Possibly the most curious was Isabel, who sat down with him at a cafe to discuss the next steps. Gabe struggled to explain (via Jihoon’s translator device) all of the intricacies of his parts, and how they function. Of course the translator was up to its old tricks again, adding that good ole slapstick factor (cue the Benny Hill music). Isabel finally did get an answer to her question of where Gabe’s juices flow from. As awkward as the conversation could have been, it seemed to have been somewhat comfortable for the two, who seem to have a great relationship.
Awesome as usual