Below Deck
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So pop that first bottle of Champagne youre going to need it.
Yet this is far from the most important conversation Elizabeth has this morning.
It all feels a bit awkward, as most of Francescas management interactions have been lately.
The morning is really a whirlwind of relationship drama.
Then its off upstairs, where Rob is trying to flirt with Francesca, whos giving off steamy vibes.
Plus, what he says afterward is infinitely better: I think shes above my pay grade.
Shes like a hot nun like, you’re able to look, but you cant touch.
And then, like clockwork, were back to James and Elizabeth.
Neither am I and really, Im already tired of hearing about it!
Give me more action; then we can talk.
Francesca has another awkward meeting with Elizabeth about overhearing Elizabeth gossiping about her, which accomplishes precisely nothing.
And theyre not all over each other; they actually talk!
Maybe theyll prove me wrong!
Lets run through her symptoms: sore throat, aches, everything tastes like sick.
Im no doctor, but that sure doesntnotsound like the novel coronavirus!
It seemed random 15 minutes ago, but those producers know what theyre doing!
Surely, theyre ready to drink right when they step onboard.
Thats really all we learn off the bat, as its a fairly quick boarding and departure.
Like, I get it, youre a busy yacht chef, but what?!
Understandable, but also, what??
Its fresh Caribbean mahi-mahi, for the record, along with some pineapple rice and a salad.
And white wine, of course, after these guests finished off their third bottle of Champagne before lunch.
It shapes up to be an afternoon of Jet Skis and drinking.
Rachels phone thaws, which reminds us how superfluous and random that story line was.
Who knew she had such an appetite for gossip?
But what isGreat Gatsby?
Rachel asks, which is also my thought exactly.
From a menu perspective, it means absolutely nothing!
Liquor up and go wild, I guess, as if these guests need any help with that!
Not to mention its just super-overdone.
Rachel cooks an amazing dinner anyway because its just what she does.
Its uncomfortable, sure, but I cant act like its not funny, too.
Can I talk about the elephant in the room?
I dont think weve seen our captain in the water naked yet, she says.
But that doesnt work, and after Delores asks for some peas to feed the fish (what??
), she just dives in, dress and all.
And this is damn entertaining!
We really havent seen anything like it before!
I am eating it up.
He is irate as ever.
I dont need the liability.
This fucking charters over.
These assholes are going back to the fucking dock.
Get your fucking shit, and get the fuck off my boat.
According to her friends, Delores lives on a boat, which just leaves me with more questions.
For one, obviously, how has this woman not drowned or been eaten by sharks already?
That gives way to a bigger worry: Is theMy Seannagoing to unknowingly become a superspreader event?
