"London's calling"

Across the waters into London England we go, and I have one more week of catch up.  Sean is given the first one-on-one.  They tour areas of royal sightings and happenings before a picnic in the park. (WHY have I not noticed how hot this guy is before??)  His definition of love, spoken outloud in front of a huge group of strangers, almost gave me goosebumps. {I totally just figured out the silhouette on the sign-on pic...it's not Emily and another guy....it's Emily and RICKI.  Of COURSE.  D'uh!}  They enjoy dinner in a prison in the London Tower - with Sean being her "prisoner of love".  {Who was in charge of her makeup for this date?  Her face is TOTALLY a different colour than the rest of her.  Tsk, tsk.}  The rose being handed to Sean caps off the date as they kiss outside of London Bridge.  He'll be around for a while.

Stratford-Upon-Avon is the setting of the group date, and the guys have the task of reenacting scenes from Shakespeare's Romeo & Juliet. Suddenly high school English doesn't seem so long ago as I can almost quote a variety of soliloquies myself.  Kalon, once again, proves his douchebaggery as he shoos Emily away, citing his need to practice lines for his "performance" ("you can run along...").  Much to everyone's delight, it's an actual dress-up performance (and Arie in his white tights takes the cake for best dressed, in my opinion).  Of course Ryan of all the men was chosen to be Romeo and he had the one and only kissing scene. We can only hope that he's afflicted with whatever ailment has affected Emily's throat.

The heat turns on Kalon as the term 'baggage" floats around the room in relation to Ricki, and Ryan dutifully calls it out to Emily.  Instead of ripping Kalon's limbs off and beating him with them, she confronts him with it in front of the group, even going so far as interrupting Kalon with the lines that he'd used on her already (good on ya, Em!), and then tells him to get the F@$K out!  He never had a hope to end up at the end anyway.  Best scene of the season, so far, by the way.  She stiffs the remaining group daters by telling them she isn't handing out the group rose date because they didn't speak up for her and have her back as Kalon was insulting her kid.

Jef-with-one-f is finally awarded a one-on-one opportunity after having only gone on group rendez-vouses.  They have afternoon tea in true, traditional London fashion.  Jean, an etiquette teacher joins them as the biggest fifth wheel in Bachelorette history.  They duck out on the tea and head to a pub for fish, chips, and a big 'ol pint of ale (take that, Jean).  They appear to get along swimmingly and she gives him the date rose without hestitation, prompting the kiss that they've never shared before.

Off for a new search for love is Alejandro.  I'm off to finally collapse into my comfy cozy bed.  I may not even rise to the sound of the alarm tomorrow. Nite y'all ;)

Alternate post titlea:  "Thouest SUCK"; "I wanted to go West Virgina hood rat, backwoods, on his ass"