Day 2 of Augustus Thorn's charter aboard the yachty by nature, where the champagne is vintage,

and anxiety is practically the crew uniform. Our intrepid Milton twins, blessed their silver-spooned

hearts, are slamming it as staff, huddled in the crew mess, a charming little shoebox that

shrinks in direct proportion to the guest's already gargantuan

ego.

Their noble mission, unearthed dusty family secrets and track down their birth mother.

Their current, far less glamorous reality, making minimal progress while bickering about lipstick

shades with the intensity of cold war spies, while fulfilling the outrageous requests of one Augustus Thorn,

whose grip on reality is looser than the yachts rigging in a hurricane.

Are you trying to signal passing cruise ships without lipstick, Jenny?

Morse code for send help and better snacks.

You might have better look polishing that silverware if you used a cloth, not individual napkins.

Anyway, the initials, E, D, on the necklace?

Elody, obviously.

And the lipstick?

This shade of Carolina Red was the color in 2019 for women who summered and owned small islands.

We need to pinpoint its retail origins.

Think Monaco, Sandropay, any port of call where one might accidentally purchase a diamond

tiara after one too many bellini's.

This reminds me of the time I try to rescue that endangered species of coral from that

three-star Michelin restaurant in Ezz.

Didn't that involve you and a terrified matri-D and a daring escape by a laundry shoe that unfortunately emptied directly into the pastry kitchen? Dad called in a huge favor to make sure that those details were kept out of the American press. How could he possibly have known that? Did you Google me on the dark web? Do you have tort? Ew. No, no, no, no. It must have been something I saw in a tabloid in Prague. Ugh, well that makes sense. I pissed off the Czech Pops when I wouldn't let them get a clear shot of me getting handsy at a club with someone whose name may or may not sound like Shemakabh-Milorty. They're a salty bunch. Wait, when were you in Prague? Two years ago, followed a girl on holiday. Wouldn't recommend that.

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