Even Chris Harrison couldn't save the day by trotting out his best one liners on stage.
The only saving grace was Annaleise’s tragic tale of woe involving a dog bite that nearly-took-her-eye-but-didn’t. (???) So she had to poop-scoop as penance! Special shout out to the REELZ reenactment of a baby facing off with a terrier though, because that sh*t was very Twin Peaks. So, it wasn’t a total loss! #SatanLovesConfusion
In the end, Bibiana tried one last Hail Mary move, but her efforts were in vain.
When she set up a sweet outdoor area to lounge on with Arie, sh*t went left almost immediately. Arie kissed about a billion other girls atop Bibiana’s carefully prepared daybed, and despite her attempt to bust in on the action, her butt never even got to sit down on it. Savage.
But inside, The Dark Krystal was holding court with her minions!
Krystal practically giggled with evil glee as she passively aggressively told the group she “really, really hoped they got lots of quality time with Arie” like she did. As the women gazed upon the garbage person before them, they felt in their bones that her power grew stronger with every sip of boxed wine she drank.
Ah, but Krystal's ballsy maneuvering has nothing on the silent killah: Nanny's Who Neck.
Nefarious plans are being laid by Bekah at every turn, mostly by her straddling Arie and making out with him as if he’s leaving for war instead of more face powder. She is coming in hot and heavy – and grossly underage. All of which Arie seems to be eating up. ““You’re so risky for me, I love it,” Arie tells Bekah, taking another bite of her forbidden fruit. Bibiana might have missed her mark by letting this one off the hook so easily before she bit the dust.
No matter, though. Because it's Bibiana who is living her best life now that she's free!
“The struggle is real,” she sighed just before learning she wasn’t getting that coveted rose after all. Also let go this week: Lauren S (after her tragic word vomiting on her one-on-one date with Arie) and Annaleise, who Arie confessed just wasn’t a match for him. Or for dogs of any breed, apparently.
Now, we wait and gather our strength for next week’s war of the roses. Bibiana, we thank you for your service.