Donella does a Redrain fealty dinner. Does she have a gimmick? Does she ever. Since fights spontaneously break out when she tries to do refined gatherings, she's given up on all that, and instead embraces ornery. The evening will begin with boasting about yourself, or your dinner companion: if you come, bring a friend or be prepared to be assigned a date. Leave the kid gloves at home, and progress to a five-round insult competition over the entree. Still feeling salty? After dessert, snow-wrestling will commence on the villa lawn until the mud gets too deep or frostbite threatens.