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FRANKIE IS SENT HOME? America, what wrong with you? He cut his hair for THIS? He swears to not let it stop him in his search for his dreams. Back at the house, Holly puts Perry on the hot seat, saying that his little Dude Club is not as close as they appear. Perry is offended, and especially hurt when Ben and Casey come home without frankie. Shannon says she's glad to be free of frankie's annoying laugh, but Ben, despite the fact that his ass was just saved, is bothered that his remaining housemates did not set off fireworks for his return. The models are charged with the extremely difficult task of celebrating Niki's birthday. The guys write her a song and the girls bake her a cake and spend their time at the party being irritating bad-mouthing each other. The rest of the week is all about branding, and instead of a photo shoot, they'll be modeling in a "video look book." The director casts them in and out of the video, based on their ability to emote in certain scenes. Casey is determined to do his best, but he still doesn't shine and is not included in many video segments. By the way, for all us pervs that have been waiting for it -- finally Ben and Ronnie are thrown together for a tease-y make-out scene. It is, I must admit, pretty hot. But it is not nearly as hot as when he really has to make out with Holly. They do quite well. The morning, Jennifer arrives at the house to wake up all the kids and tell them they have a booking! They'll be working as "brand ambassadors" at Bloomingdale's, walking the floors, selling to the customers. Ben fails to impress. He's uncomfortable like, speaking to people -- he says he doesn't want to be a salesman -- and is dismissed from the exercise. Consequently, he acts like a big, big jerk. The rest of the models are big hits, especially Casey and Shannon. The catwalk this week includes two walks. The models wear vintage looks, and they all look gorgeous. During the Q & A, Casey is once again accused of "thinking." Holly is complimented for her overall perfection, though Cory still wonders if she has the "presence" to succeed. Tyson has to hold himself back from karate chopping Ben, who defensively maintains that he does not have a bad attitude. Ben must want to go home at this point, because he cannot shut up. The girls are praised as having done the best this week, and Holly is the week's winner. That leaves all these bitch-ass boys on the catwalk to face the music. There are only four left, and since Perry is deemed safe, that leaves Ronnie, Ben and Casey up for the vote. Ah, but we're not done yet! In a surprise twist, we actually go home with the models after the judging, where Perry is told to call his girlfriend. She drops the bomb on him that a "huge story" about her has "blown up" in the "media." I have to put it all in quotes because...who is this girl? Hilariously, the story is that she has been cheating on him with Britney Spears' paparazzi boyfriend, Adnan Whatshisname? But she doesn't even tell him that, opting instead for some confusing CIA doubletalk. "What the fuck was that?" he says, hanging up, and I can't help but agree. Want more? The full recap starts right below!
So, we start the week as usual by preparing for elimination. Somehow, Ben thinks there's no way he can go home. As a matter of fact, he's pissed that he's in the B3 instead of Shannon, whom he ludicrously believes himself superior to. "I just want her gone, dude," he whines to Ronnie, and I narrow my eyes in the anticipation of his ouster. Surely, I say to myself, no one would send home sweet Casey or hot frankie and leave us with this butthole who briefly lured us successfully with his faux-country charm. And yet, as usual, I am wrong. What's up, America? It was frankie's haircut, wasn't it? It sapped his power, Samson-style! He gets yanked, and I am UPSET. Ben's face as they prepare to receive the news gives me the impression that he has something up his sleeve prepared in response for when he receives his inevitable shove out the door. But we're not to find out this week -- frankie takes the news with grace and thanks the judges for the opportunity. "It's really meant a lot to me," he says, tearless, and strides hotly off the runway and out of my heart. I mean, yes, his personality grated, and he possibly is not smarter than a fifth grader, but...our love was real. As long as he wasn't talking. I had high hopes at the very beginning of the season, when I incorrectly thought they'd be teaching the contestants how to become successful models (rather than making them engage in dumb contests and games), because I feel like if someone really, really worked with frankie until he "got it," he'd be great at this job.
Back at the house, the remaining models have their little talk about who they'd like to see return. "I'd be happy if either one of them went home -- Casey or Frankie," Holly says. Perry grins, glad his little zoo crew has gotten under her skin. He says some bullshit about how the two of them are his boys and have each other's backs. "I don't think that, though," Holly says. "You guys talk about each other all the time." Perry uncomfortably denies that his "boys" badmouth each other. "You hear a lot of things that aren't even true," he says. "Or you just make stuff up." Sure. Holly says in an interview that the guys talk big about how they're friends, "but in the end, they'd step over each other's dead bodies." She is no doubt correct.
Casey comes in first -- he's wearing a crazy Sgt. Pepper/organ grinder's monkey coat by the way -- to half-hearted cheers. Ben receives an even more lukewarm reception. Well, it seems as though Ronnie is excited, but I assure you the bromance is dead. I can feel it.
Shannon interviews that she's glad frankie's gone so she won't have to hear his laugh anymore: "It sounded like a cross between Fran Drescher, a dolphin and a blender." Oh, come on, now. To insult a blender like that...a faithful provider of margaritas. It's unnecessary. I'm disappointed, really, that Shannon would smack-talk on camera. I was thinking she was tactically avoiding that, but I guess frankie broke her. Upstairs, Ronnie and Ben continue to ponder the great mystery of Shannon. "I have no clue who Shannon is," Ronnie says, and Ben concurs. Who cares if you know who she is? You were just saying this morning how much you wanted to get rid of her. Why do we even have to know who she is? Believe me, the "supermodel" personalities we've seen in the last twenty years -- excluding Heidi Klum, of course, who is delightful -- are not personalities I want to know. Hello, I'm fine not knowing more about Naomi Campbell, and I am sure various assistants and maids have had that same thought as they dodged flying Nokias. In the girls' room, Shannon has decided that the final three models in the competition will be herself, Holly and "somebody else." I hope she's right.
Suddenly they are surprised by the arrival of Tyson, who has come to tell them they'll be throwing a party for Niki's birthday. Lots of important GQ people and other industry folks will be there, and Tyson implores them to "dress for success." The boys decide they'll write Niki a song for her birthday, which is so very cheesy, but kind of charming. Well, it would be if it weren't these jags. I cannot believe Ben is going along with this, but he appears to be into it.
Downstairs, Holly and Shannon are making a red velvet cake when Perry jokingly screeches down from above for them to be quiet. Shannon is so over him. She takes up an immediate counterwail of "pleeeease be quiiiiiet" to drown him out, and she wins. In an interview, she says that she's disappointed she's had to be in this contest with a number of jerks. "That's unfortunate," she says. The thing is, they wouldn't be so jerky, probably, if they'd just remember that they are on television. Am I fooling myself with that? I just think if they thought about it for one second, most of them would be too ashamed to be so dumb on film.
At the party site, the kids are happy to see and socialize with a bunch of the photographers they've worked with already, and the champagne gets to flowin'. Tyson leads a blindfolded Niki into the party. Her hands seem to be shaking as she takes it off, but she's very happy to hear everyone yell "Surprise!" The girls' cake looks pretty tasty and cute, and they have even included a little motorcycle on top, which is a nice touch -- apparently she and her husband, a NASCAR driver, are all about them.
Shenanigans ensue, but all is soon eclipsed by the performance of the guys' boy band, "Serenade." All due props must be given, here, because that name is hilarious. The song is embarrassing and terrible, but they go for it. "You put all of our asses in the bottom three/but we're still standin', fine as can be!" Niki loves it, as does the crowd, but Shannon says in an interview that she is sure Niki liked the cake better. Shannon is really irritable tonight, y'all, and it may be because she has not eaten any food in a long time. Her shoulders look like they could slice cheese. We see the GQ style editor giving Holly and Shannon tips on how they need to "work the room" and how in the business "it's who you know." Shannon decides this is the week she's going to act like she knows everything, and where I would just have said "oh, you're so right," and walked away to mingle, she retorts that she feels like there's a way to work the room that is more subtle and causes partygoers to gravitate toward her. Look, maybe she's right, but the problem she and all these kids are having week after week is that they forget they're twenty-two and stupid and have never worked as models, so the thing to do is shut up. It's so easy, and yet, no one can do it. She says that the boys are so loud and boisterous, but that there's something to be said for subtlety. I'm about to reiterate the shut up rule when the magazine dude goes over to Perry to share a drunken conversation about how models, if they're girls in this town, have gotta loosen up if they want to make an impression. Nice. In an interview, he explains his position. He thinks Holly and Shannon are really interesting and all, but he wants them to have a little more flavor. "I don't want to admire you," he says, so cleverly. "I wanna, you know, sleep with you." Sigh. Gee, thank you for spelling it out, because I just wasn't getting what you meant when you waggled your eyebrows and said they needed to loosen up. "You gotta have some attitude, man," he continues. "Maybe one or two of them have it." I do not love this ho.
Speaking of hos I don't love, Ronnie, Ben and Casey ride to their morning's assignment together and talk about how they've left Perry for dead, tainting him by making him ride to the shoot with the girls. I'm sorry, are these idiots in sixth grade? Like they made Perry ride in the CootieMobile? Granted, it looks like the chicks are not exactly setting the dawn on fire with their witty repartee. I have a feeling that, unlike the guys' car, no fart jokes are being told, no nipples are getting twisted, and no wet willies are being administered. Perry faux-snores as Shannon and Holly attempt an interesting conversation for the camera about how Holly's hardest photo shoot was right after they cut her hair. Finally, Shannon snaps at Perry for being "so rude" with his eye-rolling, and she is right, he is. He's a funny guy, but a huge narcissist and it's so unattractive as a combo when exposed to him long-term.
They arrive at a studio where Tyson tells them that they'll be modeling the clothes from Marithe + Francois Girbaud not in photo shoots, but in video "look books." The video director, Manu Boyer, tells them that a video look book is a film that is sent all over the world to buyers to show them the collection. His French accent does not make it any less scary when he explains that he'll be casting them in and out of the shots, and that some people may not get used, if they're he's not getting what he wants. Tyson cringes and says: "Yeah, Casey, you've been there before, so you know what it's like to be kicked out." Wow. Poor Casey just smiles and nods. No pressure, kid. Remember when you stank up that photo that time but were not really told why and it pretty much crushed you? Welcome back! "So, give it your best, 'cause it's week nine now, and it's serious now," Tyson says. He's so clearly sick of this whole thing. The first scene is based on a fight that has occurred between two guys and a girl. During casting, the director asks Perry to give him a facial expression that emotes jealousy and anger. He does quite well. Casey, on the other hand, when asked to try the same thing, pretty much comes up with Zoolander. It's just that he tries so hard, is the thing -- that's his whole problem. If he could just calm down. The director passes him over for Ronnie, and casts Holly in the scene after she gives him believable anger while looking at Perry. This is an interesting exercise, really. They have to show the clothes while "acting" out this little scene with very little direction and no dialogue. The director interviews that Holly was "really bad" in the beginning, like a college drama student, but when she figured it out, she did well. Perry says he definitely wants to stand out above everyone else in this challenge, since acting is what he considers to be his "thing." up, the boys are paired up with the girls, photographing them with Polaroids. "You're a panda bear! You're a panda bear!" Casey says to Holly as she growls at him. It's precious, and this time the director likes Casey. Immediately following this, of course, Perry attempts to upstage him, but the director goes with Casey for the scene, pairing him up with Shannon. Unfortunately, he's too low-energy in the scene, and the director thinks he's too uncomfortable and shy. He loves Shannon, natch, but kicks Casey out of the scene to replace him with Perry. "Working with Shannon's just...blech," Perry says in an interview, making me want to kill him. Meanwhile, Casey is nearly crying out in the hall. "I was just tossed aside like I didn't really matter," he says. Eventually, Perry comes out to allegedly reassure him. "I'd rather have you straddle me," he says, meaning he'd rather the director had kicked Shannon out and put Perry in her place. Wouldn't the kindest thing have been to say that he thought Casey was doing fine without him? Perry says in an interview that Casey's his own worst enemy right now when it comes to being a model. Yes, second only to you, Perry.
The last scene will be a late-night scene between two lovers. "Ahhh," the models say, probably scared to death. They will be paired up to stand in a doorway and act as though they are moments away from going off to somewhere totally private together. It's got to be hot, Manu says, and puts Holly and Casey together, to pretty much guarantee it won't be. Manu wants it to be a little rough and wants them to tease each other, but it's awkward. Perry stands by saying helpful things like "pick it up," and "grab that ass," but, shockingly, that doesn't help. Casey gets ejected, causing him to have kind of a mini-meltdown. His broods heavily as Ben steps in to replace him. "All I can do is have an insane catwalk," Casey says, all worried. Meanwhile, Ben "jokingly" says he thought the director was going to pick him and Ronnie to do this together. Oh, BEN. You are fooling no one, and I mean that so very seriously. You want a little safe taste of Ronnie, fine, I get that, but please don't think anyone is buying that you're really joking about it. Naturally, the director immediately puts them in the scene together. "Love you, baby," Ben says to his wife at home. "There's no need to kiss or anything like that," the director assures them, but Ronnie interrupts. "Don't say that," he laughs, and he and Ben get busy while everyone watches. It's pretty steamy, I must say, but really it's over the top with the roughness. Ronnie looks confused most of the time, which amuses me -- I'm telling you, the attraction part of this equation has reversed now. Ben feels Ronnie slipping from his grasp and he's doing this to hold on to him. Armchair psychology? Maybe, but all I can say is that I remember being twenty-two. , Holly and Ben steam it up. The director thinks they look good together and he casts them for the video. Now, in this scenario, I like Ben -- he looks awesome with Holly. The director thinks he did pretty well, but that he is tightly controlling himself at every moment, never really letting himself go. He's pleased with Holly, though she was pretty stiff at times. They're all dismissed for the night, and while everyone else applauds the director, Casey totally golf-claps him.
The morning, Jennifer arrives to wake everyone up at 7:30 AM. They've been booked on a job. They arrive at Bloomingdale's, where they'll be working as brand ambassadors. Stephanie, the Bloomingdale's fashion director, tells them that they'll be walking the floors, exuding fun and fashion. They'll need to know what they're wearing, including the fabrics and the prices. They'll be having a go-see with her to test whether or not they look good in the clothes. In the dressing rooms, they get quick stats on the clothes, and go out in front of Stephanie to be quizzed on them. Everyone looks good in the clothes, of course. Ronnie, in his zeal to cover all the bases, identifies his vest as being a cotton/polyester blend. "Don't use the P word," Stephanie tells him, cringing. "That has a negative connotation." Ronnie: "Really?" Oh, come on. Don't tell me a gay man didn't know that. Ben starts off nervous, really, saying in the dressing rooms that selling stuff isn't his strong point. Um...In front of the fashion director, he pretty much goes out of his way to commit contest-suicide. "Is this something you would wear yourself?" Jennifer asks, testing him on customer interactions. Ben: "I don't dress up." Uh...I seriously have no words. Dude. Stephanie is a nice lady, and instead of dismissing him without hesitation as she would in probably any real-world situation, says he's a little stiff in the outfit and should change into another one. "If it's not 'you,'" she kindly says, "it's not going to work with the customer." Changing clothes, Ben tells the camera, oh-so-smugly, that he's having a hard time being natural. How is he supposed to be natural when he's selling something? "It's like a car salesman, you know?" he says, shivering with disdain. Oh, child.
The problem is obviously that Ben is way unclear on the concept of this exercise. No doubt in the malls where he has shopped all his life, he has rarely been confronted with a brand ambassador walking up to show him this dashing $400 jacket he's wearing. I have only once or twice been in that kind of environment, myself. It is a very high-dollar experience and not something us common people see very often. So what I'm saying is, a few minutes of explanation on how this works might have been helpful. Of course, I assume they must have explained it at least a little. In any case, when he comes back out the second time, he at least smiles and looks pretty good. However, again when they ask him the questions, he sounds defensive and weird, like he has no idea what's going on. It's painful to watch -- especially when he answers the question "could you wear this to work?" by saying that he could see himself wearing it out to a bar. Ben, men who shop at Bloomingdale's for $400 twill jackets... they don't throw them over some jeans, go out to a bar, and then wear them to work the day, as you suggest. Again, unclear on the concept. All of this results in everyone being sent out on the floor to sell to some customers -- "ladies who lunch" -- in the private dining room, except Ben. "Sorry, Ben," Stephanie says, and I am juuuust about to feel sorry for him, when he ruins it. It looks like she steps up to him to further apologize or explain her thinking, but he just blows it off, totally unwilling to listen, trying and failing to pretend he's not embarrassed. "This is totally just not me," he shrugs. After everyone is gone, he continues his little act. "What, are you gonna be excited about something you don't want to do?" he asks, rhetorically I assume, since the answer for everyone else in this competition would be "yes." He says this kind of thing isn't "cool" for him. The kid just cannot admit he needs a little help with this stuff, and that's all he needs to do. At the luncheon, everyone else does well, mingling among the tables and explaining to the customers about the clothes. Casey and Perry go a little overboard, and Stephanie has to tell Perry to tone it down a little. "These are just people," she says, which is hilarious. "We're not on stage." Haaaa! Perry seems to take this to heart, and goes back out and does very well. Stephanie and Jennifer are especially impressed when he takes off his jacket to have a customer try it on. Shannon, also, exceeds expectations, and Stephanie deems Casey to be "remarkable."
As they enjoy the models' performances at this task, Stephanie mentions to Jennifer that she feels badly about Ben. "But," she asks, "do you think he would have been able to handle this?" Jennifer says no. Meanwhile, Ben sits back in the office, reading a Bloomingdale's catalogue, and saying he doesn't really "give a shit." He tries to cover by saying he'd rather sit it out than make Bloomingdale's look bad, but really, he's just an ass. Back out on the floor, Ronnie is making eye contact and being engaging. Stephanie is impressed with all of them, really, and tells Jennifer that this is the best group of informal models she's ever had, and that she'd hire all of them. Jennifer actually looks quite proud to hear this, which I find strangely touching, especially considering how hard it must have been for her to maneuver her face into a position approximating an emotion. Back in the office, Stephanie says they were all great, but that Casey and Shannon were the best. Yay for Casey -- he looks so pleased to have succeeded at something. During all these congratulations, Ben stands by with his arms crossed, looking furious. I mean, does he think modeling is just about someone making you do weird stuff and making smoldery faces, and taking your photograph while you do it? That's called porn, not fashion modeling, and you're not even required to wear clothes for that at all, so maybe Ben should look into it if doing this job makes him so uncomfortable.
The day they arrive at the catwalk to find out that they'll be wearing vintage clothing. GORGEOUS vintage clothing. Niki tells them that they should be trying to capture the essence of the clothes, and Holly's face lights up like a bulb. This is her thing right here. They'll each have two looks to model, and will have two walks. Shannon's out first in a flowing white number. She looks really beautiful, but I am not feeling her hair. Ben, whose clothes could make anyone look good, looks nonetheless nervous on his first pass. He attempts a little suavity at the end of the runway by pulling out his pocket watch to twirl it, but he flubs it. In his first walk, Ronnie looks fantastic in an ascot and vest, but goes a little too far with his studious approach and ends up walking slo-mo like a butler. Casey, right behind him, has been unfortunately styled to look like Michael Jackson circa 1936, in a red shirt, black hat and white gloves? Shamon, stylists. Not faring much better, Perry comes out looking like a bartender, right down to the garter on his sleeve. If he had a handlebar mustache, he could not have looked cheesier. It doesn't help either of them that Holly comes out last and completely demolishes everyone else, rocking a huge hat and looking like she just walked out of an old ad in Harper's. All the boys wear tuxes in their second walks and all look good, but Perry and Ronnie look smoking hot. Again, Holly outshines them all in a gorgeous gray dress. She leaves the panel with their mouths open, speechless.
The Q & A is even more tedious now that there are fewer models. They are thrilled with Holly's performance in both the video look book and the catwalk. Cory is still a little concerned with her overall "presence," which when I think about it is a valid critique. Maybe with some elocution lessons, Holly could overcome the heavy accent. Tyson asks Perry, noticing that he and Shannon have been bumping heads a lot, if he sees Shannon as his competition. Perry says he does, but if it came down between the two of them, he feels like he would win. Jennifer reminds him that Bloomingdale's considered Shannon one of their top choices, and that Perry was too animated. Shannon, when asked, says she feels like she can do everything better than Perry and do it with a lot less cockiness. Here's Perry's chance to appear less cocky...too bad he can't manage to stay quiet even for a second. The panel brings up the thing about how they don't really "know" Shannon, and she says well, she likes to give every job her all, and do it in a subtle way. Ronnie receives wide praise for his elegance on the second walk -- the first one, however, Jennifer says was too "English butler." She and Cory agree that it sucked, but the second one was great. Niki tells Casey his walk was so much better, but reminds him that the video director wasn't into him. He explains that, once again, he got really wrapped up in his head during the challenge. "Argh," Niki says, "that thinking." Heeeeee. I know what she means, sure, but admonishing someone for thinking is so funny.
Wow, Ben can't rise above his dumbassery of the Bloomingdale's thing. He says he felt like a salesperson, rather than a model. "Isn't modeling kind of being a salesperson?" Cory asks slowly so he could understand. Tyson gets his little grin on his face. "Let me ask you something," he says. "Do you want to do this?" Ben mumbles something, all shruggy, about how yeah, but it's up to America to vote him off. Tyson is not impressed with his attitude. Cory says that now, in week nine, other models with better attitudes are sitting at home right now. Ben gets his Southern Boy yes ma'am eyes out again, and says full of innocence that he doesn't think he has a bad attitude. Tyson is flabbergasted. Niki says that if she and Tyson had gone on a job and acted like he did at Bloomingdale's, they would have never been booked for another job. Ben loses his cool. "What do you want me to do about it, man?" he asks. "It's like every week I'm gonna be back in the fucking bottom." At the drop of the F bomb, Tyson has to hiss his displeasure. The models all look alarmed and Niki dismisses everyone quickly.
The panel proceeds now with their patented Al Lowe torture maneuver, repeating everything we just heard. Niki and Cory are proud of Holly stepping up in the challenges this week, looking like a woman and not a cute girl. They all find her stunning on the catwalk. They remember that they told Shannon last week about her personality not coming through to them, but Cory notes that all the clients love her and that she brings plenty of personality to the people who pay her salary. "Good point, Cory," Jennifer says, and I do a small cheer that someone is making this rare valid point. "I am very, very proud of our girls this week," Niki says. They all agree.
The ladies think Perry's walk was a little boring this week, but Cory and Tyson disagree. Jennifer points out that it's easy to rock a catwalk in a tuxedo -- everybody feels like a million bucks in a tux. Casey, who Cory calls "beautiful, androgyny beautiful," still is not believing in himself, and it shows in how uncomfortable he is. "Great guy or not," Cory says, "no one's going to put up with his timidness, or him going into that inner space where he shuts down." Cory is scoring big tonight with the rational, reasoned comments. None of them are pleased with Ben in any capacity this week. He looked stiff in his walk, he has no follow through... The best line of the night: "Here's the thing, guys," Jennifer says. "How can you be a model, if you don't want to sell clothes?" Thank you. The rest of them can't even believe his crazy assitude. "To tell you the truth," Cory says, "it's intolerable." Again, that's exactly right, and the perfect word for how Ben's behavior. Tyson says America loves the guy, but Niki says that Ben, compared to Ronnie, doesn't want it. She loved his catwalk, but no one else agrees that it was his best. They are obviously desperate to put him in the B3, here, because from what we could see, Ronnie did very well. Maybe they want to pit him against Ben for the drama potential, or whatever, but this negative attitude toward him suddenly from the panel seems like it was written in.
Everybody's brought back out for the drums of tension. Niki says that two of them showed them an excellent understanding of the fashion industry and brands. The girls, she says, remained constant, incredible models. Holly is dubbed the winner of the week, and is overjoyed. Shannon is also deemed safe, and they leave all the stinky boys behind to face the music. "Ben," Tyson says. "So, the clothes at Bloomingdale's were uncomfortable. But you're a model. You gonna have to suck it up, man, and do the job, and with a good attitude." Ronnie, he continues, didn't really stand out to the week's clients. "And your first catwalk," he adds, "was a bit strange." Perry, he says, needs to learn when to use his entertaining personality and when not to use it. "Casey," Tyson goes on. "You're a beautiful guy, but we're still waiting for you to embrace it." After all that Perry is relieved to hear he is free to breathe easy for at least another week, and Ronnie, Casey and Ben go up for the vote.
Ah, but friends, it's not over yet. For the first time ever, we go back to the house after the catwalk judging, and see that Perry has been told to call his girlfriend, Amanda. It's so awesome, y'all. The phone rings and his girlfriend, who he has allegedly not spoken to in weeks, answers. "You need to listen to me," she says, all serious, after he greets her with a terse "what's up?" Apparently, a "huge" story has "blown up" about her in the "media" and...she, for some unexplained reason, can't tell him any details, at all. Instead, she tells him that she just wants him to know it's not true, but that he will be affected by it. So ominous! "What happened?" he asks, confused. "Is something going on?" She won't even answer him. "I can't talk right now," she says, refusing to even answer his repeated questions about whether she still wants to be with him. Putting him off repeatedly, she finally hangs up on him, and I must say I feel his pain when he yells, to the dead phone: "What the F&@K?!"