Myung decided that the time had come for him to find himself some love. So he sat through a marathon scrapbooking session, endured an awkward get-together for drinks, emptied his wallet for flowers, and made a mix sd card. He thinks it's not going well because she hasn't given him the all-clear. I think it's going well because she hasn't shot him down.

He tried to find some support from a couple of the youth group kids - always a great idea. Seul asked who she was, and Myung said that she was the prettiest girl at church. Seul's response: no, she's not. Then Myung mentioned that she's not too crazy about youth ministry, and Che started reciting Spice Girls lyrics.

I say let the man have some lurve. What he's got going on isn't exactly love, but it's, er, love, so ergo, lurve. Anyway, give the man a chance to be happy. Or miserable. Or both. Well, now that would be love.

And just for fun, here are pictures of the two saboteurs from John Choi's farewell lunch.