"But--" she starts to protest, ready to insist that a tie-breaker is mandatory... But then Susan catches her eye, and Peridot's self-preservation instincts finally kick in, as she shrinks back a little, knowing from just this one look that Susan absolutely can and will bring a world of pain down on them both if they don't hit the road.

"...Fine," she agrees sullenly. Except before she moves anywhere, she grips her putter around the middle, holds her arm with it straight out, opens her hand... and spitefully drops her club right there on the green. Then she pads over to join Strange. "This place is a waste of our time anyway!"