Below Deck
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Its Captain Lee, shirtless and bejewelryed, slamming the boats double glass doors in his crews face.
Everyone shuffles off to bed upon his command in their own unique state of misery.
Kate cries in her bunk because the men all ganged up on her again.
Brians exasperated because Courtney wont unite with him in a crusade against Kate.
Ashton hates both Kate and Rhylee.
And Tanner has to go another night without having had sex with Kate.
Rhylee, who comforts Kate, says, I would rather have explosive diarrhea than work with these fuckers.
If I could do it, you guys can do it.
Of course, this only reinforces Ashtons belief that Rhylee is out to sabotage him.
While the general white noise of the turnaround chores continues, Tanner invites Kate to a smoke.
She plops down on the dock and Tanner crouches next to her and says, Hey, listen.
Well set a sex date.
Courtney and Brian still havent resolved whatever it is theyre doing that doesnt include sexual intercourse.
She says she doesnt know what she did that was so offensive.
Brian says she knows exactly what she did sticking up for Kate.
Courtney says that shouldnt affect them.
Brian says her storming off affected them.
Courtney says she had to go cry in the van and expected Brian to come comfort her.
Yes, he reduced Courtney to the pronoun reserved for Ashton, Tanner, Kevin.
At last, the next group of guests breeze aboard for the ninth and final charter.
She and her friends quickly agree Captain Lee is really hot.
So already, theyre the perfect guests.
Kate is happy they brought decorations because thats ten fewer paper dicks to make Courtney cut out.
Simone is thrilled to have Jemele aboard because shes an accomplished person who takes interest in Simone.
Kevin also loves his lunch because Kate didnt serve it.
Admitting its a stern observation, she calls Kate over to address things with her directly.
Are we getting on your nerves?, she asks.
This angers Kate, who runs off to complain to Rhylee.
Simone loves the guests even more for making Kate feel bad.
They set up the salon for the 90s-themed bachelorette party to follow.
The sign Jemeles friends brought says, Drink Up Bitches, and Kate says, Lets saybitchinstead ofbitches.
Never mind that they did her a favor by bringing their own banner.
The guests, once more, love Kevins food banana-leaf-wrapped snapper and chocolate-peanut-butter pie for dessert.
Orgasmic, was the word used, which probably further irritates Kate, who doesnt want Kevin to succeed.
At the party, the little paper cutout dicks are enjoyed, shots are slurped.
Then, Jemele pauses the merriment to apologize to Kate.
I judged you prematurely, she says.
Kate appreciates the apology and says she can only assume a bitch recognizes a bitch.
Courtney, pretending to care, asks why.
As they load the tender up for the beach picnic, Tanner goes, Good organizashe!
In the kitchen, Kate and Kevin argue over which dishes to transport the lunch in.
Kevin wants to use the same sort of garden-variety glass baking dish that plebeian home chefs make casseroles in.
Lunch is on an idyllic little beach with shade and masseuses.
The guests seem to appreciate the experience more than any guests have so far this season.
When Kate gets back to the boat, Kevin is coating the cake in melted chocolate.
Your dick looks amazing, she tells him.
Takes one to make one.
Kevins penis-cake anxiety aside, he likes these guests and wants to do a good job for them.
Three camera phones are held aloft in the galley to photograph it.
Only, before dessert, the primary goes to bed.
Kate sees this happen and is explicitly informed that Jemele wont come back to the table for dessert.
Wow, say the guests.
