The boys, part 3

Jon: Picked her up when he got out of the limo. Wound up going right back out in the limo.

Lucas: Oil exec from Texas. I don't remember a darn thing about him.

Mickey: The chef that did the lean-in not-quite-kiss thing as his hello. Lots of laughing in response to that. Lots of laughing in response to everything, so maybe that doesn't clarify anything.

Eric: Liquor distributor. Handy profession in this crowd. You'd think. But apparently they already hired somebody because he's gone.

Stephen: Hairstylist with the shaggy, over-the-eyes-I'm-a-free-spirit cut of his own. I can totally see her living her life with a hairstylist.

Chris D: Opened with a poem I don't remember.

Rob: Tech executive who didn't need to show up. Tech guy? Ashley? Nope.

Matt: Office supply sales dude who started out with a "secret handshake." Way to make her feel like you're a couple of kids together. Way to wind up as just a friend.

Jeff: The Masked Man. Lists himself as an "entrepreneur." Doing something so odd you can't describe it seems a good fit for a guy who is willing to wear a costume full time in front of other men. Good call, Ash, keeping that one around for the entertainment value.

Frank: Picked her up and did some carry-dancing, but because she's a Dancer, you know, that didn't go over well. Goners.

Michael: Tech sales guy with an eye contact problem. Too cliche? Also gone.

Chris: Uncomfortable Canuck. Made the Maine girl uncomfortable about the proximity to her roots. Gone.

Ryan M: Construction manager who showed up with his camera so get proof he'd been there in case he got zero showtime. Still here, for now, so he doesn't need the stills. But given his Bachelor/ette groupiness, he'll probably want every souvenir that isn't nailed down.

Nick: Personal trainer with Cali surfer dude blonde waves. He'll do well if he lasts until they get to the beachy destinations.

Blake: Dentist. Duh. Who else would have a big enough dental budget to spend on those gleaming white caps?

Constantine: Restaurant owner with a girl-bait name. For tonight, at least, it worked.

Tim: The drunk. Also described as a liquor distributor. Do complete shipments ever make it to their destinations? Does he get MORE drunk on occasions when he ISN'T worried about how it might look? He'll be dead by 40. Pray he doesn't take anyone with him.

On that cheery note, we're done! Time to share!