I get the twist here, but I feel like we already did it back when this group (literally, the same people) were the Fellowship of the Sun. And more subtly, at that. Maybe that's the point, too, though: That ignorant conservatives at least try to make sense when rich people are playing them like puppets, but left to their own devices and Chik-Fil-A franchises, it all goes to hell.
Trash: "What was her name? That vamper you was telling us about."
Hoyt, without real pause: "Jessica Hamby. I don't know how I'm ever gonna forgive myself for letting her into my heart..."
Trash: "I'd bet good money that toothy-ass bitch hypnotized you into fucking her..."
Hoyt: "Close enough."
Trash: "Right now, do you hate Jessica Hamby?"
Hoyt? You need a nap. During this conversation, a "Dragon" calls to tell them about Junior at the Stake House getting crossbow'd, by a shifter no less, and they mobilize in their particularly gross way. Who's Dragon? The popular money's on Coroner Mike, but I'm sure it'll be interesting whoever it is. What I'd really like to see is this group of worthless trash take on the worthless people in Panthertown, but Sam Merlotte the One-Man Shifter Army will also do just fine.
Bill: "Clearly we have been had, Eric! We delivered Roman's killer right to him!"
Eric: "Yeah, I'm guessing Nora."
Bill: "Ah have suggested this multiple times!"
Eric: "I know, but it sounded dumb until I saw her acting ridiculous during the execution and talking about prophecies and shit."
Bill: "If only a person in this storyline was actin' super obvious the whole time about silvering Russell Edgington, and then it was proven that she had not!"
Eric: "Yeah, like a person known historically for using seduction to accomplish coups and seduced both of us. Somebody like that, maybe."
Mental rolodexes go flip-flip-flippin'... Nothing.
Molly: "Yeah, guys?"
Boys: "Are you a Sanguinist and did you conspire with Russell Edgington and do you disbelieve in mainstreaming?"
Molly: "Um, no? I'm just Molly, weirdos."