Competition without prizes is like a birthday without cake. Pointless, mildly depressing, and guaranteed to make someone cry.
The director, to his credit, still possessed a flicker of conscience. Or rather, he was simply afraid of being chased down by the cast if he dared admit there were no prizes after making them hunt chickens in heels and designer clothes.
Even so, the director privately congratulated himself. A single glance at the flood of comments was proof enough. The audience was delighted, and chaos, as always, proved irresistible to watch.
Clapping his hands together, he beamed at the cast. "Alright! Since every great competition deserves a reward, let's move on to the accommodation selection for the week!"
That got their attention.
