Banana Delvey had one goal: regain her status as the toast of the social elite after that unfortunate incident with the underwater opera house and the flamingo fiasco. So when she received a glittery invitation in the mail that said "PROM: A Night to Remember," she mistook it for a charity gala and RSVP’d with 14 exclamation marks and a scented sticker of her own face.

Clad in a bedazzled yellow ballgown made entirely of banana peels (ethically sourced), Banana sashayed into what she thought was a fundraiser. In reality, it was a college prom—and due to a paperwork mix-up and Banana’s overwhelming charisma, she was immediately registered as a “foreign exchange student from Fashionovia.”

No one questioned it.

Banana took the prom by storm. She taught the students how to sabre a bottle of sparkling apple juice with a rhinestone hairpin. She replaced the DJ’s playlist with "Banana's Essential Tracks, Volume 17." She even delivered a 45-minute motivational speech about how to “lie your way into luxury.”

At 9:57 PM, the votes were tallied. To everyone’s shock (except Banana’s), she was crowned Prom Queen.

As she took the mic, tiara askew, she winked and declared, “I dedicate this crown to truth, youth, and mildly criminal reinvention!”

Moments later, Miss October burst through the gym doors, clutching a stack of subpoenas and a suspiciously fluffy llama named Gerald. She shouted, “Banana! This is NOT the Met Gala! Also, you owe me seventeen smoothies and a tiara!”

Banana blew her a kiss and slid out the back door on a cafeteria tray like a golden comet of chaos.

The tiara was later revealed to be made of hot glue and cafeteria sporks. Banana wore it to brunch the next morning anyway.