The HMs dismally failed to ignore the obvious in last week’s task which means no luxury food items - no meat, no cheese, no eggs, no coffee, no chocolate.  For their poor effort they receive only staple food requirements.  Pre empting the inevitable confiscation of all contraband cuisine HM hatched a plan - Operation Omelet.

Trying to pull a swiftly over BB is not an easy task, BB like HMs is not one to ignore the obvious and promptly reprimanded the HMs.  Though they tried with all their might, BB was aware of the hidden eggs and it was time for an egg hunt!

The plot uncovered and the luxury load located, Brigitte was called to bring the precious cargo to the DR. But was it the Paris Wannabe who was the mastermind eggcellent egg thief behind Operation Omelet?

When questioned by BB, Brigitte was quick to point the finger.  “Terri did it. I saw her,” blamed Brigitte.  BB, knowing the truth about everything that happens under his roof was inquisitive as to why Brigitte thought Terri would scramble a plan to seize the eggs.  “Maybe she wanted to have scrambled eggs for breakfast,” offered Brigitte, her eyes looking down to the ground.  “That sounds very sneaky of Terri,” suggested BB. “Well, she’s a sneaky girl,” Brigitte replied turning up the most innocent face she could muster.

If it was indeed Terri responsible for the omelet omission then there needed to be a consequence.  BB poached Brigitte for her ideas.  Brigitte thought maybe Terri should be made to eat all the eggs herself.  But BB didn’t buy it and Brigitte wasn’t going to be cracked.  “Mow the lawn?” Brigitte slyly suggested but the astro turf didn’t seem to need attention.

Brigitte knew she was undone and tried to remain serious but couldn’t wipe the smile off her face.  “Are you thinking of something amusing?” BB question Brigitte.  “You seem to be suppressing a smile,” BB observed.  Brigitte cracked a smirk.  “No, my mouth is always like this,” Bridged had a last attempted at saving her shell.

“It seems you were cooking up a ruse!” declared BB.  “What's a ruse?” asked an ever innocent Brigitte. BB told Brigitte he sees all and knows she had been scheming. “No, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” sniggered Brigitte.  But the doe eyed buxom blonde couldn’t pull the wool over BB’s eyes, he played hard boil!

BB told Brigitte to kiss the eggs goodbye.  He had cracked her code and scrambled her mission to cook up a feast.  For BB, things were sunny side up.  “Have an eggcellent night,” BB’s voice boomed as Brigitte left the DR without the oval shaped beauties she loved so dear.

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