The MAFS cast arrive for yet another dinner party. Thoughts and prayers go out to them all.

Ladies and gentlemen, it’s officially our favourite night of the week. And no, not because we have thriving social lives. Those died somewhere around week three of this season.

Yes, it’s dinner party time.

Like clockwork, we’re back with the BTS arrivals from the brides and grooms before they stepped through what can only be described as the gates of hell. At this point, these ‘dinner parties’ are less soirée and more psychological endurance test.

I’m still not over this one, fyi | Image: Channel 9

It’s been a week. Between meeting friends, facing family interrogations and watching their partners unravel in real time, it’s safe to say morale is low. After all, there’s nothing quite like being reminded you voluntarily signed up for this.

They say a picture tells a thousand words, and these pap shots are no exception. Danny and Bec look tense (as always). Stephanie and the very-un-gay Tyson look detached. And as for Juliette and Joel? Let’s just say Juliette looks like she’s one comment away from walking around with a crucifix and garlic. Honestly, that lady couldn’t be standing further away from her husband.

Just in case you needed reminding, this is not what happy couples do

And after two consecutive dinner parties of chaos, first Brook, then Bec, there’s one question on everyone’s mind. Is this group physically capable of having one peaceful evening?

Honestly, I’m not optimistic.