Modern dating has taken a detour through the 1950s, and a room full of middle-aged singles has shown up hoping strong cocktails, retro charm, and a few fast dates might finally beat the apps. Everyone is dressed for the era, but the baggage is thoroughly modern—exes, lies, bruised egos, money problems, questionable photos, and romantic histories nobody plans to disclose voluntarily.

The speed dates are over, and now the real trouble begins. Players mingle, flirt, gossip, snoop, bluff, and make increasingly terrible romantic decisions as secrets start slipping out and old grudges resurface. Before last call, two people are dead, one killer is hiding among the singles, and Rockin’ Ruby proves what every exhausted dater already suspects: the dating pool isn’t shallow—it’s a fucking crime scene.