Gina: Why are you smiling? I don't get it. I won.
Charles: Did you? You were so busy trying to beat the Boyles, you became one. You learned about our likes and dislikes, our allergies and our phobias. You even bought cousin Sherman a scrunchy for his ponytail.
Gina: Yeah, so I could win.
Charles: And you did win ... a plot in the family cemetery. All of us together lying in a grave for eternity!
Gina: "Grave" singular? Charles, "grave" singular?