Laura and the boys return bearing candelabras.
As the lights flicker again, Silent Partner pronounces, “I’m gonna turn off the generator.”
Feldman asks if Dominic wants company on his journey. Nope.
He’s brought a friend. (and a cummerbund!) Meanwhile, back on the dance floor …
I’m going to assume Randi thinks “propitious” is something kinky.
Laura and Feldman are still putting finishing touches on the mood lighting.
Steele appears to ponder a moment, then moves to join Laura.
“Care to finish this dance, Myrtle?” Oops. Try again, Mr. Steele.
“Excuse me. Laura.”
As they prepare to trip the faltering light fantastic, Steele is apparently pondering how condiments other than honey can be sexy. “Is the ketchup still on the dining room table?”
Laura is fretful “I wish we could find something a little less phony.” Is she referring to the ketchup, or her dancing partner?
“No one will be able to tell.” Something tells me he’s done something like this before.
Just then the lights go out.
Good thing Madge plays by ear. The sudden darkness is accompanied by a piercing scream.
Here we go again!