Gabe & Isabel:
Gabe decided he was done moping around and finally got dressed to attend his own wedding. He managed to put on a smile, despite the torrential rain outside and the “raincheck” from his sister Monica. Mother Gabe was ready in her sparkly dress to escort him, as they did their best to stay dry in the horrible weather.
They finally arrived at the venue, where Mother Gabe and Father Isabel met for the first time, both happy to see one another. Gabe felt touched to see the families coming together (well….except jerky sister Monica), and was glad he was finally going to spend the rest of his life with someone who could accept him for who he is.
Isabel finished up getting wedding-ready, deciding on a volume-less hairstyle with a “Miona” ponytail original. Her bridal party accompanied her in their baby pink dresses, who’s shiny unforgiving fabric tends to require mucho Spanx (that’s a lot of Spanx, Kenny).
Gabe got emotional seeing Isabel come down the aisle as the ceremony began. They both beamed with joy, proud to finally become husband and wife.
It appeared that everything was going well at the reception, as Gabe, Isabel and their guests dined and danced at the venue covered in led lights. While they had a moment to sit together, Isabel asked Gabe why Monica wasn’t in attendance, and he seemed to shut the conversation down rapido (that’s “fast”, Kenny.) Instead of dwelling on the Monica nonsense, the couple chose to enjoy dancing to the cowboy hat-clad band. Isabel’s parents and children were all thrilled with the wedding, and thankful that she was so happy. Isabel felt overjoyed to be taking this step in her life, as she gushed about her love for Gabe. Mazel Tov to the happy couple! (Not only did I buy these two a toaster, but I threw away the receipt).
Nicole & SoooMaaaachMood:
The couple sat down to discuss their pending Spousal Visa Approval, and what life would hold for them once they eventually lived together in America. Nicole was assuming things would be easier living on her home turf, though Mahmood informed her that he would be moody anywhere he went, and would still require her to dress modestly. Nicole claimed that he was a “dictator”, still not understanding that he is just a religious Muslim man who had made his expectations clear from the beginning (Someone at the factory didn’t program her “logic” chip correctly). She then brought up the fact that Maaaachmood had been chit-chatting with other women, as per some messages she found while snooping around in his phone.
So, hopefully I’m reporting this correctly….
Apparently during one of their ridiculous fights, Maaachmood stomped off, leaving his phone behind for Nicole to explore. She came across a few chats with other women, one in particular with a Chinese girl who was “selling t.v.s”. Though chatting with a random woman from another country on the internet about buying many tvs sounds totally normal, Nicole became suspicious, especially since Machmood’s responses included flirtatious questions and emojis. There was also a message where Maaaachmood asked this woman “Did you get back to your hotel ok?”, which Nicole felt crossed the line.
He apologized and somehow the two made up, looking forward to their new life together in the U.S. Because all the U.S. needs is Maaaachmood. (I thought about buying these two a toaster, but I knew Maachmood would want to put one of those toaster-covers on top of it to so it wouldn’t be too revealing in the kitchen)
Jen & Rishi:
Looking sad, Rishi wandered into a temple to pray away his sorrows. As he sat pretzel-legged, meditating, his friend/personal astrologer Nitesh arrived to discuss the latest drama. Nitesh listened closely as Rishi explained that Jen’s friends spilled the beans on their relationship and his family was not thrilled. Nitesh (who had originally said Rishi should tell his family about his relationship in the month of August, according to his horoscope) tried to backtrack by saying the horoscope said the relationship would never work, he just didn’t want to be a Debbie Downer. Rishi still felt like there may be a glimmer of hope that he could be with Jen, and explained he believed in love over horoscopes anyway.
Jen was in a cab on her way to meet up with Rishi for a final “Goodbye”. Apparently Rishi had been reaching out to her, business as usual, not really understanding the relationship was over for good. After a ton of rogue cow traffic, Jen arrived at the meetup location and was greeted with the familiar “How’s You??” She started the conversation off by asking Rishi where he thought the two currently stood. Rishi felt the circumstances were out of his control, even though he still loved her. She let him know that they both needed to move on, as they sat profusely sweating in the intense humidity of India, possibly crying, or maybe just sweating from their eyeballs. They hugged goodbye, with Jen dodging a kiss, as she walked off to catch a cab for another cow trifficky ride home.
(I’m glad I didn’t have to buy these two a toaster… I don’t even know if you need one to make samosas).
Kris & Jeymi:
After their pool party fight last week, Kris stormed out because she didn’t appreciate the volume of Jeymi’s voice. Once at the car, Kris explained to production that her trip to Colombia was delayed due to her son going to jail (because of a drug charge….or, a “sore neck” charge). She felt that Jeymi was being selfish for not understanding that her motherly duties required her to stay and help him (or get a “friends & family” discount). Kris accused Jeymi once again of treating her like a sugar momma, although it was Kris’s idea to offer to pay for everything. Jeymi explained that since Kris defaulted on her financial offer, it left her basically homeless, struggling to find a place to live.
Kris eventually returned to the pool-side drama, fighting more about the way they were fighting stylistically, rather than the issues at hand. She screamed like a crazy person at Jeymi, announcing she was “Mother Debbie Done”, and ran off, leaving an entire deli platter and cheese ball display untouched. Kris claimed Jeymi was a “selfish person”, as she wandered towards the production team’s van, saying she wanted to get her things from the apartment and go. She stood staring straight ahead with a crazy look in her eye as Jeymi approached the van. Jeymi began telling production how Kris accused her of using her for money, when Kris lashed out, pushing her backwards and slamming the van door shut. Jeymi was left crying, unsure of how their love story turned into pure hatred, and probably wondered who was going to get the boobie pillows in the divorce. (I actually did get these 2 a toaster, but Kris pawned).