Hell hath no fury like a Juliette Barnes repeatedly scorned and then trained like a glitter-doused show pony to recite a bullish*t apology to her haters.
During her induction to the Grand Ole Opry (let’s just pretend it’s not weird that no one thought to cancel this in the midst of her period of public infamy), Juliette refused to even look at the teleprompter Edgehill label head Jeff had so calculatingly set up for her. Instead of damage-controlling her own reputation and the label’s, Juliette sweetly thanked the Opry, Glenn the Good Witch, and most of all her fans for sticking by her, even though all the data says a lot of them have not. She launched right into a new song about…well, I’ll just tell you the title: “Don’t Put Dirt on My Grave Just Yet.”
Juliette’s antics met a confused non-response from the audience and an icy reception from the “oooh, girl do you know what you just did” in-the-know industry types backstage. Only Rayna poked her head into Juliette’s dressing room to offer businesslike support: “Well, that wasn’t very smart. But it sure was brave. Good for you.”
THEN. As if Glenn’s retort to sleazy Jeff Fordham that if he had known about her stunt, he would have made sure she called him out by name and “shoved that teleprompter right up your ass” wasn’t great enough, Juliette had some choice words for Jeff when he thundered in.
He called her just plain stupid. Uh, sir: “Just for the record, ‘just plain stupid’ is losing two of your top-grossing artists in less than six months on the job, not to mention pinning all your hopes and dreams on a karaoke who came in [hilarious pause] second place on a talent show.”
They’ll see each other on the unemployment line — unless Rayna snatches Juliette up for Highway 65 first. (And Luke Wheeler, too, for that matter. Not only is Luke little Stella’s new old-man-friend and getting cozy with the family, but he’s firmly in Rayna’s camp professionally as he brought her onstage to showcase her upcoming single.)
After sending Glenn off on a paid, indefinite vacation (JEALOUS) and squeezing most of a huge ketchup bottle into a bowl (still jealous), Juliette streamlined her way right to Avery’s house.
She cooked! She tried.
NEXT: Avery and Juliette are officially together…in bed