When a gaggle of reunited besties descends upon a Montauk beach house for a weekend of sun, sand, and questionable life choices, the last thing they expect is a surprise visit from… well, death. An uninvited guest turns up deader than disco, face-planted in the surf with a knife-shaped souvenir. Now, with a hilariously inept detective and the local police breathing down their necks, the friends—including a forensic psychologist who probably should have seen this coming—decide to clear their names by launching their own investigation. As they stumble through clues, red herrings, and increasingly absurd alibis, the group uncovers secrets darker than a Long Island Iced Tea hangover. Will they catch the killer before they become the next victims, or will their weekend getaway turn into a permanent stay in the county morgue? Get ready for a satirical whodunit where the only thing sharper than the dialogue is the murder weapon.