A speedboat carries Sandra through the water on her way to Morgan. She looks out over the water, enjoying the ride and fantasizing about thievery. Just like me, every time I got to the Mall of America. (Just kidding, mall security! Don't detain me!) The members of Morgan spot the boat coming in the distance, and they watch miserably as it approaches. Sandra comes up the beach and is greeted by Ryan S. "Are you the ambassador of the Morgan tribe?" she says. "I'm the goober of the Morgan tribe," he says miserably. Heh. They shake hands. "You guys doin' okay?" she asks. Before Ryan S. can answer, he and Sandra encounter Tijuana and the rest of Morgan. There are introductions all around. "This is nice," Sandra says, trying for diplomacy. "How's it compare to your camp?" someone (I think Ryan S.) asks. "Ours is nice, too," she says. She interviews that when she arrived at Morgan, she was shocked to see that they basically had absolutely nothing in the entire camp. "I don't know how they're getting through," she says. Sandra explains to Morgan -- in what sounds like it's part of a discussion about camp furnishings rather than just an out-and-out nose-rubbing -- that Drake was able to buy a lot of stuff in the village before its members left. She wanders around the camp, and explains to us that she's looking for the water jug. Of course, Morgan doesn't have one. When Sandra ascertains that there's no water jug, she drops the hammer and tells them that she's taking the tarp that is serving as the roof of the Morgan shelter. Ryan-O petulantly (and rather stupidly) tells her that she'll have to take it down herself. "Yep," Tijuana chirps snottily. I understand that they're scraping for a smidgeon of pride here, but if they were smart, they would have sucked it up and realized that she was taking the tarp either way, and if they helped her, they might be able to minimize the damage to what there is of the roof and walls.