The girls were still bouncing around, hugging and celebrating with each other over Danas spectacular win in the obstacle course. While celebrating, Alice was still peering at Brian Kinney from the corner of her eye, and Brian was just staring back at her. He looked smug, and his cool demeanor seemed to be telling Alice to go a head and celebrate, for it will be the last time. Alice could take it no longer, and turned to face Brian in a long distance staring match. She threw out her chest and did her best to look imposing to the east coaster, but to no avail. Brian just threw his head back to acknowledge Alice, shrugged and gave her a snob that Alice would never forget.

Ooooohhhhh, just you wait Kinney, just you wait! No one looks at me like that and gets away with it! You and your boys are going down!
Al? What the heck are you talking about?
Him

Just as Alice was going to continue explaining to Tina what she was upset and talking to herself about, the announcers voice came booming in

ALRIGHT TEAMS. LISTEN-UP, THE SECOND EVENT IS ABOUT TO START. SHANE McCUTCHEON AND TED SCHMIDT PLEASE REPORT TO THE FIELD.

Upon hearing her name, Shanes demeanor went from cool to concerned in 2 seconds flat. She knew that she would have to compete sooner or later, but that still didnt mean that she wanted to. All of a sudden, butterflies invaded her stomach as nervousness kicked in. As the group watched Shanes mood transition before their eyes, they could tell by the way the Pittsburgh group was acting that Ted must have been going through the same thing.

Shane looked stunned at hearing her name called, and seemed to be frozen in place as she stared blankly out at the field that she was to report to. Seeing her friend in shock, Bette stepped in front of Shane, snapping her fingers in Shanes face, trying to jolt her friend out of it.

Yo Shane (snap, snap). Heeelllllooooooo. (snap, snap) Earth to Shane. (snap, snap). HEY KID!
Huh? What? Who?
Nice to have you back Yoda. Come on its your turn to compete.
Why? I dont want to.
Look missyI know you dont want to, but unless you want platoon Sgt. Crazy ***** over there rip you a new *****, I strongly suggest that you get your ***** moving.
Uh uh.
Well thats just too bad Shane. It sucks to be you. Boo hooI feel for you I do.but get your ***** out there will yah!