JUSTIN TIME
In a remarkable display of convenience, coincidence and casting, Chris Harrison finds Ali in her hotel room, and, with no apparent consideration of time zones, calls Canada.
After the Most Dramatic Five Rings Ever, none other than (former Bachelor and current Bachelor Pad contestant) Jessie (Suldaris) answers the phone.
Jessie, who I thought was still on set of The Bachelor Pad, just happens to be sitting at home with Justin's girlfriend, also named Jessica.
Justin, Jessie, Jessica... and wait, there's ANOTHER girlfriend somewhere? What's her name? Jezebel? Why wasn't she in the room too? Maybe because Mike Fleiss can't stand not to embellish the truth?
In a moment of the Sisterhood of the Travelling Two-timer, Ali bonds instantly to the wronged girlfriend and they have a little fake-cry and sympathy moment together. To Justin, Ali shows her aggressive, sarcastic and potty-mouthed side, questioning his very manhood.
At first Justin is sullen, next, he sulks, then attempts to stalk off. This is made difficult by Chris Harrison, Mike Fleiss and several bulky crew members, who have managed to block him so that his only retreat is hopping over hedges and fleeing over fountains.
He hails a cab and gets in, only to discover that the driver is none other than... Kasey, who has trekked back from the glacier to teach Justin a lesson for not guarding and protecting Ali's heart.
Sadly, there is no camera in the cab to record what went on.
TY MASSAGE
Ali gets steamy-ish with southern gentleman Ty.
In a show of remarkable restraint (if one is to compare this to the hallmark "Hot tub Harris" scene with Jillian and Jason), they give each other massages (disappointingly, no one straddles anyone) while Ali tries to figure out if she likes Ty enough to keep him.
A big red flag goes up at dinnertime when Ty speaks out of both sides of his mouth, telling Ali he admires her ambition while his anecdotes of family and married life pay homage to the stay-at-home wife and mother.
Safe bet: Ambitious Ali and Traditional Ty will not be riding off into the sunset.
Still, for now, they are very cosy. Once back in the change room, Ali is surprised to find... Kasey, clutching a fresh pair of bandaids. He is here to guard and protect those nasty blisters Ali has on the back of her ankles.
RAPUNZEL, LET DOWN YOUR HAIR EXTENSIONS
On the group date, the men always have to pretend to search for a hidden Ali. Just follow the trail of the camera crew, guys!
This time, Ali is coyly concealed in a tall Turkish turret. The men call up to her and she lets down her impossibly long extensions for them to climb up.
If you look closely in between the turrets, you can spot Kasey, lurking nearby with a bottle of conditioner, true to his word to guard and protect her... hair.
POP-EYED AND OLIVE OIL
No sooner has Ali gotten rid of one slick wrestler, she now has to face five more!
This time, it's not the smear of scandal, the pommade of perfidy, which is making the bachelors slick, but rather the copious amounts of olive oil with which Ali liberally slathers their chiselled chests while assorted Turkish wrestlers wait nearby.
The men grunt and flail and throw each other to the ground, making eye-popping efforts to win a one-on-one date with Ali.
The least-chiselled man wins.
NO FIREWORKS FOR ALI
Craig loves Ali more than Ali loves Craig.
His expression gets more and more adoring as their date wears on but Ali keeps her distance. He moves in for a kiss; she hugs him back. He leans towards her, she keeps her distance, her hands clasped firmly together.
In the total absence of metaphorical fireworks for Ali, the literal fireworks go entirely to waste.
Luckily, Craig need not worry about one thing: While he is on his date with Ali, back in his corner of the room sits... Kasey, clutching Craig's oily-pants wrestling trophy in order to guard and protect it from Roberto, the oh so close runner up.
BAZAAR BEHAVIOUR
Frank and Ali stroll through a colourful Turkish spice bazaar . Belly-dancer Ali shakes her sequins. Frank a.k.a. The Great Karnak, looks on with wide-eyed appreciation. Bested by a wily salesman, he carries around a cumbersome and overpriced rug for the rest of the day.
After hearing the long list of pastries with pistachoes and various other ingredients, Frank teasingly asks the bakery owner if they happen to have anything with pistachoes. Without blinking an eye, the man patiently begins his demonstration again. Ali is in peals of laughter.
Shades of Jillian and Reid in the Spanish butcher shop, with a touch of "Soy Grande".
Although Frank's previous behaviour has been highly changeable, from obsessive to bitter, from lovestruck to distant, after their holiday postcard day and romantic dinner in a cistern, Ali proclaims that she has her old Frank back.
The gurgling sound you hear in the background is not the water of the cistern but Kasey, hiding in the shadows, agonizing about next week. Kasey's subtitles reveal that he knows that Frank is about to destroy Ali's previously guarded and protected heart.
MAGIC CARPET RIDE?
Frank may have bought a rug but is Ali about to have the rug pulled out from under her?
Is Frank going to disappear as fast as the proverbial fly-by-night carpet salesman, back to a place where he's not just on the fringe, competing with other guys for Ali's attentions? What kind of storyline is Fleiss weaving now? Have we seen this pattern before?
THE MOST DRAMATIC NON-EVENT EVER
Ali's had enough of the drama for one week. She calls off the cocktail party and, in the Speediest Rose Ceremony Ever, she tersely but regretfully bids adieu to a classy but crestfallen Craig.
Kasey, unbeknownst to all, however, has been waiting in the wings with a tray of drinks and for the chance to see Ali and his blood brothers again. Sadly, it is not to be. Kasey is devastated that Chris Harrison did absolutely nothing to guard and protect....the Cocktail Party.
And so, Ali toasts her remaining bachelors and announces the next destination: Portugal.
Kasey excitedly rushes off to his travel agent to make his reservations. He's heard that The Muppets are big in Portugal.