POV shot of someone in the galley examining an empty bottle of chili sauce. Tony, on the middle pedestal in the cockpit in the mornnig as Vestas sails on starboard gybe: "We think we have a sauce thief." Jena: "The sauce is gone, and the theory is that our camera guy secretly at night will go and take the sauce." Mark, on the helm: "The barbecue sauce is the best. It goes on everything. And there's none of it."