Back at the chapel, the Council is still trying to get its collective urban/suburban brain around the idea of eating something tonight that's alive in their town right now. Mike and Anjay and Taylor are getting used to the idea a lot faster than Laurel is; in fact, she's kind of judging them for being willing to kill a chicken. She may regret that in a few weeks, when they can't look at her without picturing her surrounded by garnish. They decide to put it to a town vote. What a concept!
In the mess hall, we get to hear some kids complain about the tastelessness of the general fare, until the Council calls an impromptu meeting to order. Mike is pretty quick to get to the point, which is, "We're thinking about…killing the chickens." There's general consternation at this announcement, and the kids against chicken-cide seem to be a pretty vocal -- but rapidly shrinking -- minority. Emilie seems to be its core, and she interviews that it's mean and cruel to kill animals, because they are our friends. "People need to realize that," she says. I know it's hard to judge these things by appearances, but Emilie…does not look like a vegetarian. And I do realize that animals are our friends. Tasty, tasty friends. One kid points out that vegetarians seem to be able to survive, and Mike manages to not sarcastically suggest that that kid hit the Bonanza City Whole Foods and stock up on tofu, then. Someone starts bringing up practical considerations -- namely, dealing with the guts -- and Greg speaks up to say that he has experience butchering everything from cattle all the way down to chickens. So that part's covered. And I suspect it's a tipping point for the town. Speaking for myself, I do not care to kill and gut and butcher a chicken if I don't have to. But if someone else wants to do it for me, I'm all over it. I'll even pay them for it, indirectly. And plenty of people seem to be with me on that, both here in the U.S. and in the smaller nation we call Kid. Taylor calls for a vote, and the votes against can be counted on the fingers of Emilie's raised hand. The votes in favor are an overwhelming majority. As Sophia interviews, she empathizes with how the vegetarians and animal lovers feel, but "people wanted chicken." Well, not to split hairs, but actually everybody wanted chicken. It's just that a few people wanted chickens alive and in their coop, while more people wanted chickens dead and in their mouths. But after the vote, it's all settled.
Except it's not. "My God, what's happening in this town?" Emilie interviews, like she's in To Kill a Mockingbird instead of To Kill A Damn Chicken. And after the meeting, she goes up to the Council and announces, "Just to let you know, guys, I'm going home if we kill a chicken." Open-mouthed, the Council watches her flounce off, thinking either We can't afford to lose another third-grader or Who was that?