Frost Log Stockwatch — August 24, 2026 (pre-show edition)

These numbers commit to the record hours before tonight's Week 7 show goes live — score them against the room's in real time. They post with the slate freshly settled: Lala saved herself at Monday's ceremony, Mallory took the chair, and the week's headline fact is one the house itself hasn't priced — the private Dee–Devens boot map contains no branch in which Drew, the billed target, goes home¹. Scores are win equity — seat odds × jury odds — not weekly safety, and on a board where the safest players and the winning players have almost fully diverged, that distinction is doing nearly all the work.

Angela — 3

Holds. The velvet glove is restored — comforting Mallory, couriering Haley's message, cabinet protection intact — but Saturday's blowup put the "emotional on purpose, loose cannon on purpose" read into open circulation on the grievance bloc, and her equity file is still all courier-and-comforter, no authorship. Position without agency doesn't convert into a finale seat, and nothing this week suggested a jury story forming under it.

Barrett — 5

Up one. Zero funnel presence for the seventh straight week, an F2 with the sitting HOH that now includes the Bribe's true terms — a disclosure she withheld from Drew the same afternoon — and the HOH herself scouting him as a jury problem ("he will win over the 4, he can win challenges"). The debit is conduct now on the record: he chose Dee over his F9 partner out loud and let her walk into the chair unwarned, and the agency column of his file is still nearly empty.

Dee — 8

Holds, composition hardening. Second reign executed like the first — plan drafted early, consent manufactured, three truth-versions run down three edges without collision — plus the most jury-shaped act of her season: telling Mallory to her face and absorbing the tears in the room. The Game 2 headwinds are equally real: the $1M sits in Lala's vault as a live weapon, opponents are already pricing "she's a millionaire" as a finale argument¹, and Drew–Barrett agreed on camera the Crossovers cut them at five. Best portfolio on the board, with the bill deferred, not waived.

Devens — 6

Down one, and not for anything he did — his week was co-authoring the real boot map and running the season's cheapest counterintel bluff at the hammock. The trim is the funnel moving under him: Drew and Barrett settled on "Devens must go next, he's never been on the block," Mallory was soft-launching his nomination before she hit the chair, and Melody's Icon-hunting float names his tier. He's the house's converging speakable answer with no instrument left in the drawer, and his own finale plan now exists in two contradictory camera versions¹.

Drew — 4

Holds on a genuine tension. Seat odds jumped — he survives every branch of the private contingency map in a week the whole house believes is about evicting him — but he can't monetize an advantage he doesn't know he has, and the disclosure-buying signature (the Pass to Dee "to build trust — it didn't work," the instant self-report after Devens's bluff) keeps converting his accurate reads into intel for the people he's reading. Game 1 luck, Game 2 leakage; the 4 is where those cancel.

Haley — 2

Holds at the floor. Off the slate, sympathy banked with the HOH, the false-attribution shield intact, and a "something important" delivered behind a deliberate feed wall — all safety, none of it equity. Her week's one active play was stonewalling Taylor's repair attempt, which manufactured a fresh grievance and a DR warning that threatens the only channel (jury sentiment) where her game could ever pay.

Lala — 4

Up one on conversion: veto won, self-save executed through the front door, a share of the house comp lead, a new alignment line opened with Barrett, and the $1M secret still holstered as the best single jury weapon anyone holds against the board's leader. Debits keep it modest — the cabinet spent the week bashing her, she's nominatable the moment power turns, and the two-mode file says the polished week is one bad ceremony from reverting.

Mallory — 2

Down two, the board's collapse. She's in the chair as the operative target in two of the three Thursday branches¹, her F9 partner chose Dee out loud without warning her, and her bloc spent the disclosure's eighteen-hour head start grieving sideways instead of counting an even electorate. The near-win on the HOH beam says her one lever — Thursday's Block Buster — is real; even the save branch just buys a week as a named target.

Melody — 3

Down one. The angriest player in the house is counter-mobilizing without a counterparty: the Icon-targeting float has nowhere to land, her closest ally is in the chair, and she spent her own Yash F2 at 1 AM to a twice-observed self-reporter whose likeliest next stop is upstairs. Sentiment this hot either becomes a coalition or becomes a nomination speech; right now the file only supports the second.

Taylor — 3

Down three, the week's biggest fall. Last week's 6 priced the player over the neighborhood; this week the neighborhood collected — nominated as a conspirator, a public meltdown ("I'm just ready to go home"), a repair tour that landed everywhere except Haley, and the private map keeping her as the fallback boot if Mallory saves herself¹. The reads are still the sharpest in the house and the modal branch keeps her seated Thursday, but survival as a perpetual nominee with no bloc is Game 1 treading water, not win equity.

Yash — 4

Holds, composition churning as ever. He banked $5,000 and a genuinely safe week, but the shield is one HOH wide, non-binding on the other side, and he's wearing it while performing fear on the buyer's instruction — the best-shielded, worst-informed player on the board. The comp resume (tied for the house lead) keeps the number from slipping; the Melody F2 now sitting in a leaky vault keeps it from rising.

Biggest mover: Taylor, 6 → 3 — the sharpest reads in the house spent the week attached to a nominated, isolated, exhausted player, and the ledger finally priced the neighborhood into the instrument.

¹ Thin sourcing: single-source, an ambiguous name, or an unclear timestamp. Unmarked claims are solidly sourced.