Jezebel's grand return

Melissa huddles with the crew and murmurs, "Before we can start the challenge, we're gonna have to wait for Jezebel to come back in from the snow room, so the temperature can raise".

A loud banging on the door can be heard almost as if on cue. "I feel like a million dollars! Mel, towel me, please~!" Jez sings gleefully.

Melissa's eyes widen like a deer in the headlights. "Code red! Michael, hold the other end of this towel for me!"

"Why? Doesn't she like the attention?" Michael implored, his mind wandering to Jezebel's nudity behind the door.

"Yes, exactly! It's bad for ratings if Jez casually waltzes in butt-ass naked!" Melissa hissed under her breath.

Michael, though turned on by this thought, agrees that Jez is privy to exhibitionism. The emergency is a tough act for future episodes of the show to follow. How can you top seeing the most beautiful woman in the world 'au naturel' in one episode? Her natural beauty would also take away from the latent sex appeal of this challenge that Melissa spent so much time setting up. He steels his libido (remembering that he can always cash in his favor) and holds up the towel for the sake of the show.

Michael and Melissa each hold a side of Jezebel's towel over the door, like spiders catching their prey in a web—the things they do to cover their boss' buns. Meanwhile, Nina and Gio are allowed outside to cool down and stretch in preparation for this yoga challenge.

Jezebel slams open the door. Michael, who was behind the door with the towel, gets knocked to the floor cartoonishly. His glasses fly off in the impact, consecutively blinding him from witnessing the third sexy moment today. "Ack! That's gonna leave a mark, but I'm okay! Melissa, hold down the fort while I find my glasses!"

Scrambling in the humid sauna, Melissa responds, "I won't let you down, soldier!" while picking up Michael's side of the towel.

Jezebel emerges, not covering any of her flawless nude hourglass figure. Though the thick steam in the room is obscuring most of her essentials. However, the steam slowly dissipates as the cold enters the room, leaving less and less of Jezebel to the imagination of the contestants, crew, and live cameras.