Now we're in the mansion's kitchen as an immaculately turned out chef flips through a tabloid magazine and bemoans Rumer Willis's unfortunate face. Megan, we see, has her head down on the table and is apparently recovering from her taser attack. The chef dude introduces himself as Marco Giordani and offers her coffee, which she at first declines, saying that coffee will not be nearly enough to resurrect her from her recent injury. Then she smells it and thinks otherwise. Marco goes on flipping through the magazine, commenting on a suit that he wants his tailor to recreate for the upcoming first social event of the season. Because we all know it's the norm for rich-ass philanthropists to invite the help to their social events.
The girls, who are dressed like Cher and Dionne circa Clueless in bright mini-skirt suits, sweep into the kitchen and Rose apologizes for the unfortunate tasering incident, explaining that most people know not to enter their bedchamber before noon. Sage, the older and apparently bitchier one, comments that " I puke cuter outfits than the one you're wearing," by way of introduction. Then she explains that their photographer really advises them to get a solid eleven hours of sleep, and we find that they're to appear in a fashion spread for some local magazine that celebrates young hot heiresses, apparently. Undeterred, Megan explains that she knows school starts in five days so she's devised a study plan for them that entails reading three chapters of The Great Gatsby per day, having discussions in the afternoon and formulating a final thesis. She says they can meet her in the library in a few minutes and they can get started. They look at each other like yeaaaaah.
Cut to Megan alone in the library looking at her watch. Marco peaks in and says that the girls have left, then tosses her the keys to a car and instructs her to "live a little." Evidently Marco is the gay black fairy godmother of this little Cinderella scenario. Megan takes his advice, walks out to the driveway and her eyes fall upon some fancy-ass convertible. She squeals with delight. Another aerial view of the mansion-dotted ocean-side highway, and then we see Megan stepping out of her car in the parking lot of a crab shack. That's totally the first place I'd go if I were on an all-expenses paid tour of Palm Beach. She gets out her phone and dials some dude, whose name we find out is Charlie. Guess that was the guy from the video chat? He asks how her pitch went and she says things didn't work out exactly how she planned. He's all, listen can I call you back after work? And as she sits herself down at a table she's like, yeah but before you go can you take my order? A waiter on his cell phone wheels around ... and OMG it's Charlie!