Did Mrs. Prewett just want to get everyone drunk and trapped at a resort? August was supposing yes. Waiters kept offering him more drinks, and he wasn't even done with his first yet. He was determined to avoid getting too drunk; intoxication tended to interact badly with his ability to use a cane.

He was focused mostly on not drinking too fast when he saw a woman he'd been hoping to reconnect with. "Mrs. Rowle!" August said, cheerfully. "Do you think they're looking for scandal tonight?"