The stench story broke overnight.
By morning, the Walton family's humiliating predicament had climbed from the bottom of trending searches to the number one spot across all major social media platforms.
The feeds were on fire.
The gossip sites were having a field day. Photos of the Waltons fleeing the auction house, faces twisted in horror, circulated widely.
One particularly damning video showed hotel staff backing away from them, hands covering their noses like a scene out of a bad comedy.
Lucy arrived at Apex Tower just after breakfast, tablet in hand and barely containing her glee as she strode into Austin's sleek, sunlit kitchen.
"Have you seen the fallout? " she asked, sliding her tablet across the marble countertop. "The Waltons are the laughingstock of New York'
