We begin with Sam explaining to viewers, “I’d say I’m the front runner now.”
Oh, honey no.
You have approximately as much of a chance at winning as Blake, and Blake has literally no chance at all.
Osher arrives to interrupt Sam’s bizarre inner monologue and even he is shooken by Luke’s elimination.
He pretends he is comfortable with Sophie’s decision, but when no one else is looking we hear him mutter, “If Sophie came on this goddamn show to end up with a multi-millionaire she met a year ago I swear to God…”
Osher, pls. You have a date card to deliver.
It turns out Apollo is going on the single date, and everyone seems very frazzled and confused and can't stop saying the words "big statement" and "new front runner".
But, guys. Everyone's forgotten something.
It's Apollo's face.
Of course Sophie wants another goddamn date with him. She needs to kiss Apollo as many times as possible before she settles down with the multi-millionaire who followed her into the television. That's important.
The entire concept for this date involves Apollo being covered in puppies and Sophie... watching.
Cool.
Back at the mansion, James tells the group, "I was in the kitchen ah just making some ah food and this ah appeared," and omg James seriously that is not what happened.