We're out at the docks by some big yachts. Ashley is delegating and tying up loose ends of the planning for Victoria's Memorial Day auction. Her phone rings and it's Amanda to whom she immediately apologizes for standing her up since she's wrapped up with Queen Victoria's auction. Amanda is sitting alone in a hotel restaurant and coolly snaps a photo of Lydia Davis, who has just walked in, without even removing her phone from her ear. Seriously. Nobody is that cool. She doesn't even miss a beat in the conversation and offers to help Ashley out by picking up her dress for her. They hang up and Amanda studies the photo she snapped of Lydia as Conrad Grayson enters and heads in the same direction Lydia did. A waitress comes up to Amanda to ask if she needs more tea and Amanda's temporarily dumbfounded as she locks in on the waitress' nametag, which reads "Becky." She snaps back from her plotting, smiles and simply says, "Please."
Grayson Manor. Charlotte is complaining to Victoria about how unrevealing her bathing suit is. "Compared to what my friends are wearing, it's practically a burka." Take that, Middle East. Victoria doesn't want Charlotte ending up like her friends who will probably show up on Page Six because they ended up at "one of Diddy's hot tub parties." First world problems. Charlotte starts ignoring her mother because she hears her brother's car. No sister gets anywhere near as excited as this girl gets when she sees her brother's home. She runs downstairs to greet Daniel followed less frantically by the woman who, you know, spawned him from her vagina. Charlotte gets her hug and is just as quickly off to the beach. Victoria and Daniel say their hellos and he asks, "Where's dad?" Victoria: "Golfing. Where else?" Daniel: "Yup. 'Where else?'"