She really should send him home. This is a girls’ weekend. All it takes is a well- placed kiss on the back of her neck and she agrees Stephen can return for their long awaited tryst. He’ll hide in the boat house, she’ll flick the porch light, he’ll sneak in. Simple, right?
Unbeknownst to Meg, Carol has similar plans with her husband—she’s ovulating after all, and Ellie is flicking the lights for Bubba. Not one of them knows what mischief the others are up to. First things first: get Dot to bed.
To ensure she sleeps soundly through the mattress racket, the ladies slip Dot an Ambien or two (or three) and never let her see the bottom of her wine glass. And, okay, there might have been a joint, but that was Dot’s idea.
When Dot finally conks out, under the table, there’s another knock at the door. The local sheriff has arrived to alert the residents the roads are closed. The police! What looks worse, the comatose body or the bag of reefer? After a spirited clean-up, Meg answers the door and is tickled to see a handsome man in uniform. Thankfully, he’s more interested in her pie than the bong on the coffee table. She sends him on his way with a hot cup of coffee and the plan is back on. But Mother Nature gets the ball rolling early with a short in the electricity that causes the porch lights to flicker. Three times. The signal.
The untimely visitors are quickly stashed under the bed and pushed into a closet to avoid detection. Bubba scales the outside of the house to climb in Ellie’s window to declare his undying love. Detecting a possible break-in, the sheriff bursts through the door waking Dot and turning the spotlight on everyone’s secrets.
After everyone invents a plausible excuse for her extra guest, they happily sort themselves into the right bedrooms, leaving Stephen and Meg to sort out their relationship. Although Stephen is not the one to rekindle Meg’s desires, she does find an unlikely knight in shining armor in the man with the badge.
This madcap lightening-quick farce will have you laughing til you cry!