The camera fades in to show Tristan back in the middle of the room. Everyone was still on their trap door, with only number eleven left unoccupied. Tristan took a quick look around before speaking, "Welcome back to Circle. We've introduced our twenty and sent one out. However, in the first round, we also sent out nine thousand five hundred dollars. With ninety thousand five hundred dollars left up for grabs and eighteen rounds to go, our players will need to decide quicker if they wish to have anyone leave with anything. Enough of me now. Let's get to them… There are nineteen players remaining… Let's play Circle…"
Tristan starts walking away from the center and passes between Samus and Fox before once again yelling, "Start the clock!" The graphic reading "$90,500" is replaced with another graphic reading "60" which starts counting down. Falcon once again attempts to take the reigns, "Let's move down the line and keep it organized, everyone. Number twelve."
Pit looked to his left to see who was in the next positions, Cloud, Palutena, Rosalina, and so on. He speaks calmly, "That would mean you guys are next. Don't allow that." Falcon butts in once again, "Alright, we'll go random then. How's fourteen?" Pit immediately speaks up, his voice losing some calmness, "Absolutely not! I'm not listening to what you have to say and I'm not letting you target her!" Palutena looks over to Pit, "Calm down… We have time."
Everyone was inputting votes, sometimes changing them as the 30 second mark hit. Eventually, Mario gave input of his own, "Mind telling us a bit about yourself, Falcon?" Falcon shook his head, looking back at the Italian, "I've got nothing I need to tell you." Mario's reply was instant, "Why do you want the money?" "None of your business." Falcon answers, getting back a "Why should you have it if we don't know what you'll do with it?"
The final ten seconds come as votes continue to change. Falcon looks around at his opponents, "Why should any of us be given it? We don't know what anyone wants the money for but ourselves." Mario spoke up in response, "I work in plumbing, I want to upgrade the company. There's my reason."
The votes finally locked in and the graphic showing the timer now at "0" reverted back to "$90,500". The votes all revealed themselves, it was clear that Falcon was the main decision, but unsure if enough people agreed. There were a few votes for Palutena and Pit, but Falcon was definitely the popular vote. Tristan spoke up from outside the outer circle, "Circle, do we have our ten?"
After a few seconds of waiting, a red light shined on Falcon. He shook his head silently at everybody and fell silently as the trap door opened under him. Trap door number seven was now left without a player. Tristan smiled lightly and re-entered the Circle, "The money is safe this round. We need someone to lead the bunch, however, it appears that Falcon was not what you all had in mind. We have ninety thousand five hundred dollars remaining… Eighteen players remaining… Let's play Circle!"
Tristan leaves the Circle once again and the sixty second timer starts back up. This time, Peach is the one to break the silence first, "I'm wanting to host a large party for the Mushroom Kingdom. The money would be a great help to making it all happen." Zelda gave her input in as well, "I'm hoping for some new guards for Hyrule." After a few seconds of silence, the 30 second point hits.
Ness speaks up for the first time during the game, "Pit… Last round, you were really defensive when Palutena was targeted. Do you know her?" Pit nods and looks at her, "Yes. I'm a servant to her." Ness nods and looks around, "I can tell that it's not just you and her that know each other. Some others just have that look, but I can't be sure. I'm pretty sure that numbers seventeen and eighteen know each other. They look just alike." Popo and Nana, the two filling those two slots, looked at each other. The final ten seconds started to count down as final votes were coming in. The room stayed silent during that time before the votes locked in.
The votes were revealed above everyone and it was a complete mess. It was obvious that the group had no idea who to eliminate. Tristan looked at the votes and sighed, "Well, I don't really need to ask. However, Circle. With eighteen players, we need nine votes to the same person to eliminate them. Do we have those votes?"
The graphic changed back to its white text reading "$90,500". After a few seconds, the text turned red and Tristan continued to talk. "You need nine votes for the same person to eliminate them, or you can press the button and call it quits. The money will start draining now. You have slightly over four minutes and thirty seconds left. Start the clock."
The money started to drain once again and about a second later, Tristan yelled out, "Ninety thousand dollars." Popo and Nana talked quietly to each other and after their conversation that went on for about five seconds, they both changed their vote to Peach. Samus spoke up while the money continued to drain, now at about eighty seven thousand dollars. "I'm sorry, Peach, but I don't believe the money should go to a party."
Peach attempted to defend herself, but votes changed quickly and suddenly locked in. A red light shined on Peach and she whined, "Unfair…" The trap door underneath her suddenly open and she yelled as she fell down. The graphic turned back white, now reading "$86,250". Tristan came back into the Circle. "First round, everybody talked for too long. This round, it felt like nobody was talking. You guys need to get a system going. We're losing money fast. It appears that you're all deciding based on what each person wants to do with the cash. We'll see how far it goes. This is our fourth round… There are seventeen players remaining… Let's play Circle… after another break."