Kaylynn Langerak slumped down on the sofa while continuing to drink to her hearts content, as Erin sat by her with a frown as she was still wet from the accident. Great, Kaylynn was sitting by reject girl – and “Bloody Nose” Brittany was across the room sobbing. Natasha was discussing Grilled Cheese with Alexandra, while the Caliente sisters argued in the corner. General Buzz still had yet to show up into the mansion, and people were going stir crazy. Meanwhile, Brandi begged for stir fry, pizza, or any other food she could inhale in a few swift bites. Cassandra and Zoe were discussing…Poetry? The cordial sisters were laughing about some family story – Cleo and Patricia were spinning their fingers around the crystal glasses.

Then Buzz showed up; giving an ultra-cheesy toast.
“I want to thank you all for coming, and I hope we can have a great time – I’m looking forward to getting to know you all.”
Well, that’s what he meant to say. What he really said was: “Uhm, er, uh, great time.”
So? He wasn’t a speaker. He was a bachelor.

The Caliente sisters stopped having their catfight, and had decided to work together – at least in front of Buzz. Nina and Dina approached him, hugging him from both sides, with wine in their arms; they were suggesting they break in the hot tub with him. Lucky for the bachelorettes, Buzz had something else in mind. He was a military man, and wanted to ration his time. He decided to play a game, the Bachelorette to choose the number he was thinking of – would receive special time alone with him, while the others would compete for his time when he came back. It only seemed fair because great minds thought alike – and he needed a woman with a great mind.
His number was Seven.
“The numbers are one through a hundred – whoever’s closest gets to have one on one time, and then the rest of the night I’m fair game for anyone to attack – think up your coup attempts while I’m having my one on one.”
He laughed at his military style joke; he was total overkill.

Numbers were yelled throughout the house in no particular order or unison. It seemed like everyone had shouted their answer, leaving Buzz to scratch his head – no one had guessed it. Allegra yawned in the corner; the number seven escaped her lips. She stared at Buzz, dead on. Buzz whined a little on the inside, somewhat afraid of this all knowing woman. He wasn’t a liar though, he was an honest man and as an honest man he must keep his deal.

“Allegra, I suppose you win!” He laughed nervously, loosening his tie.
Allegra nodded, and walked off to another room of the mansion, Buzz followed like a small child watching his parent in the store. Allegra sat down on a couch, patting it so Buzz sat by her, smiling faintly.
“So, uh, what’s your life like?” he said.
“Simplistic.” she replied.
“What made you decide to come on the show?” he said.
“Love.” she replied.
Allegra was queen of one word answers, and definitely asserted her dominance in any situation. Buzz didn’t like that about her, but something kept him drawn. He turned his head, deciding to ask a final question; a rephrase of an earlier one.
“Why did you decide to come on the show for ME?” he asked, curiously.
“You live a really straightforward life, and a really powerful one. I despise a lot of people, but I’ll aimlessly follow you anywhere – you’re perfection, raw unshaped perfection. With my help, we could be commanders of much more than children, much more than armies. We could command the universe. Society could be overthrown, with my cunning brilliance and your sheer bronze power; we could take the reins... Starting with the aliens in Strangetown…” She rambled on more about aliens, the Grim Reaper, and even the idea that they we’re being controlled by some outside force. She was crazy. This was the type of girl Buzz wasn’t looking forward too – and he had given her the first alone time. Now the double dip with the Caliente sisters didn’t seem so bad. Buzz politely excused himself, although he knew the aliens were real, the idea of “outside forces” seemed extremely odd – and he wouldn’t let that near his children. Buzz was done talking to Allegra, and desired to talk to some more eligible bachelorettes. He returned to see the group murmuring, and when he entered it was dead silence – Allegra had stayed back in the previous room, and didn’t return back to the main room for quite some time.

Florence Delarosa was the first one to speak up – throwing out the idea of mixing drinks with Buzz for the rest of the girls to enjoy. It was a triple threat. Loosening up the other girls to cause them to throw out secrets, making them less enticing to Buzz, and offering Florence some close time with Buzz. Buzz saw what she was after, and thought it was quite devious – he was a smart man, and a General, plans like hers are hard to foil. So he agreed.
Buzz and Florence made all sorts of drinks – for the girls without roses that is. Zoe, Bianca, Brandi, Patricia, Cassandra, and Kimberly had decided that they would refrain from stealing Buzz’s time, since they had already gotten a rose. Buzz and Florence laughed – spilling alcohol on her dress and on his suit, as they poorly blended together mixed drinks for the rest of the Bachelorettes. She told him about making bouquets, and he told her about battles. He remembered that she had handed him a gift, and told her that he’d open it before the rose ceremony that night.

After the drinks were served, Kaylynn and Erin were hammered throwing up in the bathroom, and Natasha and Alexandra were still chatting about grilled cheese. Jessica decided it was time to make her move, and didn’t know exactly what to do to get Buzz’s attention. She figured she better act quick while everyone was distracted. She lit up a fire in a secluded room, and whistled over for Buzz to come join her. Buzz walked in, his drink in hand, and smiled. This woman was all over him, and she was quite clever. Jessica cuddled up next to Buzz, lying in his arms watching the fire. It seemed to only last for a moment when Sharon walked in with stereo in hand. She put it down, asking Buzz if he would watch her Jazz routine. He agreed, smiling as he remained cuddling with Jessica – he enjoyed the attention.

The night was drawing to the end, and it seemed like every woman had gotten their equal time. The Caliente sisters felt his muscles together, Vivian had got to discuss single parenting, Natasha brought up grilled cheese a few more times, Alexandra made pirate jokes, Sharon danced for him, Jessica cuddled with him, Delilah took an interest in his bone structure and they discussed fine artists, Jessie spouted out more psychology, Erin along with Kaylynn had thrown up on his shoes, Chastity and Brittany had sat and complained about their falls to him, Jodie expressed her business ideas, Cleo played more rock paper scissors, Kristin and him discussed his hopes for the future, Samantha played 20 questions with him, Allegra had been a creep, and Florence made drinks with him. The other girls that had received roses previously talked to him occasionally, but he was glad that they didn’t distract him too long that night. Especially because the rose ceremony was coming up next, and he hadn’t completely figured out whom he wanted to keep.