She was the last person I wanted to see just now, in her still flawless gown and her diamonds and her perfect curls piled around that sparkling tiara that made me want to jerk it off her head and throw it as hard as I could into the still cascading water feature.

"Oh, look," Daisy said in her brightest voice, "Crew let you out of your room."

Burn. Super sick burn, at that. And delivered in the nicest possible way from the girl everyone underestimated at the ...