Pittiya started this week off with a little game of tennis with her rival, Mother Dylan, whom she blames for all of her relationship issues. Mother Dylan seemed to have her son’s undying love, while Pittiya’s “love” was apparent in tennis (In fairness, she was wearing a knee brace, most likely due to a work related injury from the pole). They took a break to discuss sensitive topics like Pittiya’s debt and Dylan’s mama boy tendencies. Pittiya confessed that she was annoyed with how many times a day Mommy dearest was calling, interrupting the couples’ private time. Just as things were getting a bit tense, the Australian Ken doll appeared, joining his two leading ladies. He said goodbye to his dear old mom, driving away with Pittiya in tow. As the two headed home, they chatted about the tennis match conversation, with Pittiya finally telling Dylan she was fed up with him calling his mother three times daily. He accused Pittiya of being controlling, and mentioned her debt again as a way to deflect from his Norman Bates tendencies (You know he has to have issues….he’s too ridiculously good looking).
Manon and Anthony were attempting to have a third doomed date night, though they only made it 5 minutes in the car before they began fighting. Manon’s hair grew greasier with every whiny complaint, as Anthony tried his best to diffuse the situation. They arrived at the date spot where Anothony still pushed through the turmoil to showcase his surprise. He had brought Manon to a “sex dungeon”, where he put on his old military uniform and gave her a pole dance. This seemed to finally be an activity she enjoyed, as the two finished their evening swimming in a private hot tub. The whole striptease act seemed to have calmed the tension for now, but next week there appears to be more trouble in France. Manon is…..ow yu say….the worst.
Johnny took Chloe to meet with an immigration lawyer to see about getting their “partnership” papers (Surprisingly, the lawyer’s office wasn’t a lifeguard stand, as I figured it would be in Aruba). Apparently getting a partnership Visa was, like, waaaay harder than Chloe thought. The lawyer brought up the idea of the pair getting married, as a spousal Visa would be a lot easier. After the lawyer’s office they went to a restaurant where they very practically discussed the idea of getting married (Which seems like an afterthought, being that they’re on “90 Day FIANCE” and not “90 Day Partnership”). Johnny worried about Chloe getting married so young, but she tried to reassure him that she was like, totally ready and stuff. I know this is doomed. YOU know this is doomed. Can THEY just admit it’s doomed and be done?!
Back in England…the cry fest continued, and not just because of the vegan shepherd’s pie. Greta finally confessed to Matthew that she wasn’t in love with him and planned on leaving his storybook neighborhood behind. He tried to convince her to give things time, more than at least 4 days, to see where things go, but it appeared she had made up her mind. While Matthew was left to cry into his steaming pile of vegetable mush, Greta went to start collecting her clothing to go to a motel…..in the middle of nowhere. Previews for next week suggest Father Matthew may try to win Greta back by himself, just to get his cat-loving vegan son back on track.

