"I was called to go out of town and train a client in Palm Springs this weekend." For those of us who've entered the crazy world of Jackie Warner, we know this can only mean one thing--Mimi's going to bite something.

Jackie's on her phone in her office when she drops this week's Jackie Bomb on Mimi, well out of biting range. Mimi is suspiciously quiet on the other end, as Jackie goes on about her trip. "I've gotta do things. I've gotta find someone to watch the dogs and make sure that the business is running while I'm gone."

Out of her pool of trainers, Jackie's chosen Erika Jolie, her "second in command," to mind the store. She calls Erika into her office. Erika's looking a little goth today--her hair is flat, her eye makeup dramatic, and she doesn't smile much. Jackie's needs sound easy enough--make sure the equipment is picked up, the gym is clean, and the clients are happy. Jackie saves the most important instruction for last, "Make sure Rebecca contains herself while I'm gone." Good luck with that.

On the other side of the window, we can see Brian riding someone (Is that Jesse, his nemesis? What's that about?) like a horse, all part of his new program, Peeler-cizing. Erika's got her work cut out for her, but she's happy to oblige. "I'm going to pull out one of those personalities. I've been sad, I've been happy, I've been angry, I'll be super mean." Jackie cocks her head and repeats it, "Super mean?" That might not be what she had in mind, Cybil.

Erika declares, "I'm gonna crack the whip." A mental image enters my head, but somehow I don't think that's what she meant. Jackie adds, "You're going to be running the Friday night meeting. Are you up to the challenge?" Erika, the eager beaver, says, "Yes ma'am, I was born ready. I feel honored." This is going to be interesting.

Singer Jody Watley's back in the gym, working with Doug to get ready for her upcoming concert and video shoot. "That scale is broken," she says, just like we've all said at least once in our lives. Jackie observes, "She's already dropped poundage." Poundage? That sounds appealing. Why not just say "heft" or "bulk" or “lumbering mass”? Jody's donned the boxing gloves and is whomping away at Doug's mitts. It kinda looks like fun. For the first time in four episodes, I think okay, maybe working out wouldn't be so bad. That idea doesn't make it past the first commercial break.

Tess, a woman trying valiantly to sweat weight off instead of undergoing gastric bypass, is in her second week with Jackie. Jackie has her on a diet of just fruit and protein. Tess mentions she's been eating berries, but she doesn't mention twigs. Oh wait, she's not allowed to have twigs. Tess is alarmed, because instead of shedding, she's gained three poundages.

Jackie assures her, "Weight does not matter. I put my jeans on, and they're hanging down to here. That's the gauge." Tess looks happy. She seems to be making progress--no puking or terrified feelings that her heart is about to explode at any minute. She too, is boxing, but with more fervor than Jody. She has a killer look in her eye. Tess is on a mission.

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