Classy Cassandra, our only hope for a deserving winner of this cursed show, is gone. The shut-ins play croquet outside. It's what we used to call a sausage party. The devolution starts with a seemingly innocuous comment about Jamie's big shoes, which recalls an earlier event. They gang up on her.
Someone plays a shot.
The boys laugh. We run around with sticks and balls. Eddie is reliving his fondest recess memories. Schoolteacher Cassandra is nowhere near. Jamie bites her lip.