Bill makes his way into one of the offices, where he explains to a guy (who I'm thinking is on the ground crew or something) that the team has managed to lose a Marquis Jet sign somewhere along the way. Apparently, the sign was among the stuff that was errantly stored in the model home and then had to be moved when Lesley made it clear that Model Home Garage Storage Requisition Form 5834 had not been properly completed in triplicate, and thus everything had to be moved into the office. Bill describes the sign to the guy, and the guy promises to keep an eye out for it. This is also where Boyfriend Bill receives the bad news that the tournament is going to suffer a "frost delay." Apparently, you can't walk on the golf course while there's frost, lest you "crack the grass" or "allow an invasion by actual native plants" or something. Therefore, their tournament, scheduled to tee off at 9:00 AM, won't be starting until at least 10:30. Bill is immediately aware that this is going to screw up the agenda for the whole day, and he makes his very first constipated face of the day. It will not be his last. Bill asks the guy, very seriously, how the club would normally handle an onset of frost, and the guy is like, "Well, we drink coffee until it's warmer." Heh. Take that, you type-A tobacco-pusher.