None of this rises to the level of the class analysis or psychological insight that we’ve come to expect from the franchise at its finest, but happily there’s still time for deeper themes to develop. And happily there’s also Karen, from Jamaica via Jersey, whose main function on the show is cracking up at the foolishness of these Englishwomen, while delivering teeth-kissing side-eye, as only a posh Jamaican can.

It is moreish and enjoyably stupid. Yet a challenge is whether the British version will be able to sustain such outlandish arguments and unnecessary high-stakes situations that has made the original franchise so loved.