Michael answers the door and finds a strange older woman looking back at him. "Mother?" Lauren hears the woman's voice before she sees her and she recognizes it. Joanna wasn't invited to the wedding but she plans on attending anyway. She sees Gloria and thinks that she is the assistant. When introduced to her, Joanna brushes her off ever so gently. Joanna has no idea why Michael is there. "You have to go. This is bad luck." Michael leaves and on the way out, he bumps into Scott who is coming in. He gets to meet his grandmother properly for the first time. They hug. Sheila executes the next step in her plan. She calls Scott pretending to be 'Brenda' and pretending to be in Toronto. "Hi Scott. How is it going?" Scott tells that things are really heating up for the wedding. "You wouldn't believe it but all the mothers are here." Sheila's ears stand up. "What do you mean all the mothers?" Scott tells that his mother is there, his mother's mother is there and Gloria is there. Sheila says that another call is coming and she gets off the phone quickly. "I have to get them out of there and away from Lauren," she tells herself. Neil and Drucilla are saying a private goodbye to each other. She feels that she must be nuts going off the way she is while leaving a woman in her house. She warns Neil that he better behave while she is gone. Yolanda and Devon come out of the back room, and Neil and Drucilla are nearby and they hear Yolanda talking to Devon about his homework and how she can help him the next time he needs it. Later Neil and Drucilla learn that Yolanda was a good student but got sidetracked with drugs and all that. Yolanda can't get over all the nice things that Drucilla has. "Devon has told me about your life and your work. It sounds very exciting." She goes on about all the luggage, Drucilla's outfit and the trips she has to take, but then stops abruptly saying that she is making far too much of the things that Drucilla has. Nikki sees her daughter is in a great mood. She comes to work to see her daughter as Victoria leaves so early to get to work in the morning. "What is up with you Victoria? You are positively glowing." Brad walks in and suddenly Nikki understands. Brad sees that he is interrupting something and so he grabs a file and walks out quickly. Nikki reminds her daughter again that appearances are everything. Victoria tells that Brad will be her date for Lauren's wedding later that day. Nikki feels that isn't right but Victoria will do it anyway. "I promise that we will not be making out on the dance floor or anything like that." Nikki knows that she is just joking but she still worries that Victoria's reputation is at risk. Tom is getting the creeps. When he wakes up, he finds 'Brenda' standing over her snapping his picture. "What are you doing?" She tells that she is getting pictures for their passports. "We are going to need those for when we head out to a country with no extradition treaty." Sheila thinks to herself how the only people who are going to see those pictures are she and Tom and no one else. Tom finds her nuts. He has a lot of questions about what is going to happen this day. The plan doesn't seem that airtight. Sheila answers as many of his questions as she can lying the whole time. Tom even trips her up on one of her answers but she covers and wins his trust once more. He is concerned that the transfer of the money is where they will get caught. Sheila says that she has an offshore account in Venezuela and once she confirms that the money has been deposited they will let Lauren go and run off to enjoy the two million dollars that she will be requested for Lauren. Tom doubts that anyone will pay two million dollars for Lauren, but Sheila is sure of it. "We will get the money, free Lauren and then that will be that." Sheila knows that when this is all over, Lauren will be dead and no one will pay even two cents for her, but she keeps that tidbit to herself. Sheila gives Tom a key and tells him to get into Lauren's building and wait in the stairs. "She will not be going out to her hair appointment as she originally planned so we will have to grab her at the apartment instead of at the salon." Tom takes the key and heads to the apartment where he hides in the stairway. There is a problem. Lauren isn't alone. Her mother and mother-in-law-to-be are there with her as well. Sheila has to find a way to get them out of there. She hurries to the Colonnade Room and hides. She sees Michael talking to the wedding planner and the man shows Michael the seating plan for the wedding. Later when Michael is gone and the planner takes the staff out to the patio for a quick meeting, Sheila comes out of hiding and heads to the table stealing the seating plan and then running back the corner where she hides again. She watches and waits and sure enough, the planner freaks out when he can't find the seating plan. He has all the place cards ready to be set in their proper places, but without the seating plan that can't happen. "That's it That's it," Sheila coaxes quietly from her hiding place. "Make the call Make the call." The planner does make the call and soon Joanna and Gloria are out to save the day heading quickly over to the Colonnade Room. Tom calls Sheila to tell him that Lauren is alone now. Tom then moves to the apartment door and hears talking inside. Lauren is on the phone and she has no idea that the door was left unlocked and that Tom is about to enter. Lauren moves to another room. Tom enters the apartment and makes his way through the living room to an area that isn't readily seen if someone should come in. He leans up against a wall and removes the bottle of chloroform from his pocket as well as a napkin. He pours the chloroform into the napkin Soaking it good.
Lauren: My wedding day. Lauren: Hey. Michael: Oh! Lauren: I was so lonely. Where did you go? Michael: You're awake. Hold on. Lauren: What? What? Michael: Hold on. Hold on. Hold on. Hold on. Lauren: But I... Michael: Wait for it. A little nosh for my beloved. Lauren: Oh, honey! You should be careful, 'cause a girl could get used to that. Michael: No, don't get used to it. Because after we're married, you're gonna be my slave. Lauren: Oh, ho, ho. In your dreams, honey. Michael: Unh-unh. Lauren: Mm-hmm. Michael: I do look forward to dreaming about you. Lauren: Mmm. You'd better tell me that tomorrow after we're married. Michael: I'm gonna tell you that tomorrow, and the tomorrow after that and all the tomorrows to follow. Lauren: That's a lot of tomorrows. Michael: Mm-hmm. I'm gonna spend every single one of them with you. Amazing. [SCENE_BREAK] Tom: (Grunts) what the hell are you doing? Sheila: It's for your passport. Tom: My passport? Sheila: Yeah. After we kidnap Lauren, and we make wads of cash for her safe return, you and I are outta here-- someplace where there's no extradition treaty. Tom: Taking a picture? I just woke up. Sheila: No, it's okay, baby. Everyone looks like an ex-con in their passport photo. Tom: You are nuts. (Door closes) Sheila: Besides, it doesn't matter. No one's ever gonna see it but you and me, anyway, Tom. [SCENE_BREAK] Sharon: What else can I tell you, Dru? He wasn't interested. I know. Yes, I am disappointed, but Nick has a mind of his own these days. Anyway, you and I will have a good time together, just the two of us. Okay. I'll see you at the airport. Bye. Noah: Oh, good. You haven't left yet. Sharon: No. I wouldn't leave without saying good-bye to you. Oh, I'm gonna miss you so much. Noah: You won't be gone that long, will you? Sharon: No, I'll be back before you know it, and you know you can call me anytime you need me on my cell phone. Noah: Okay. Sharon: And I will call you to say good night and make sure you're okay. Noah: I will be. I'll be with Dad and Miguel and everyone. Sharon: I know. I just worry. Noah: Okay. (Horn honks) Nick: Hey, bud, I think I heard your bus. Sharon: Oh, no. I'm leaving my two men here all by themselves. Noah: We'll be fine. Nick: Yeah, we will. All right, where's your backpack? There it is. Remember to put this on before you get on the bus, okay? Noah: Okay. Sharon: All right. Have a good day, sweetie. I'll miss you. Love you. Noah: Love you, too. Sharon: Hug. Bye. (Door closes) Sharon: So are you two gonna be okay? Without me, I mean? [SCENE_BREAK] Brad: Wow. Victoria: Sure took us awhile to get to this, huh? Brad: And this is just a matter of practice... lots and lots of practice. Victoria: Shh. Shut up and kiss me, Carlton. Nikki: Hi, sweetheart. Victoria: Oh, hi. Hi, Mom. Nikki: My goodness. A little early in the day for daydreaming. Victoria: Oh, no. It's never too early. What brings you by? Nikki: Well, you leave the ranch so early, this is the only way I get to see you. Victoria: Oh, Mom, come on. I'm not that much of a workaholic. Nikki: I have to say, I haven't seen you this happy in a long time. You're glowing. Brad: Victoria, I was look... [SCENE_BREAK] Dru: Honey? Neil: Yup? Dru: Do you like my outfit? Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. Neil: Ooh-wee. Look at you. You're beautiful, smart, sexy, full of life-- did I mention sexy? Dru: Yeah, you did, but I can never get enough. Neil: Mmm. I'm gonna miss you, honey. Dru: You know, it's not every day that I leave my man behind with a strange woman in my home. Neil: Well, you better-- Dru: You better behave. Neil: You'd better hurry up and get back. Dru: You just better behave, you know what I'm saying? You better... good morning. Yolanda: Morning. Devon: Hey, you guys. Yolanda: Okay, so what were you talking about? Devon: I was just saying that you blew my mind. I didn't know that you knew how to do quadratic equations. Yolanda: Surprised I remembered it, too. I was pretty good in math, though. Guess some of it stuck. Devon: Well, will you please help me with my homework tonight? Yolanda: Yeah. Of course. I'd be glad to, baby. [SCENE_BREAK] Michael: Mmm. (Doorbell rings) Lauren: Oh. Michael: Oh, all right. This better be good. Gloria: Oh, good morning! And happy wedding day to both of you! Lauren: Oh, hi! Good morning. Michael: You sound very happy and sound very calm. Gloria: I do? Imagine that. I can't believe it myself. I mean, the big day has finally arrived, and I know everything's going to fall into place. So there's no point in making myself crazy. Michael: Because you've already hired an army of people to do that for you. Gloria: Exactly. Lauren: All right, you guys. I'm going to my hair appointment. Michael: You don't have to. I canceled it. Lauren: You what? Michael: I arranged to have the salon come to you. Lauren: With my hairdresser? Michael: Mm-hmm. Gloria: Oh, Michael! That is so sweet--and so much less stressful, Lauren. Lauren: That was so nice. Thank you. That was so sweet. Michael: It's my pleasure. The last thing any of us need is more stress, right? Lauren: That's for sure. (Doorbell rings) Lauren: What? Michael: Are you expecting anyone else? Lauren: No. No, I am not. Michael: All right. Gloria: Oh, got your list. Checking it twice? Lauren: I do. I do. Gloria: Oh, my. My list is all finished. Everything's all set up, and that's always... Joanna: Are you Michael Baldwin? Michael: That's right. Lauren: Mother? Joanna: Hello, dear. Mmm... Lauren: Oh, well, uh... hey! Joanna: I hope this isn't too much of a shock. Lauren: No. I'm glad you came. Joanna: Yes, not that you sent me an invitation. Lauren: Well, not that I knew where to send it. Joanna: Oh, never mind that. I have one question-- what is he doing here? [SCENE_BREAK] Brad: Came in to grab... oh, there it is--this. Nikki: I see. Victoria: Oh, do we have to talk about this? Nikki: No, no, we don't. Victoria: Let me just remind you, Brad is a wonderful man. Nikki: Are you going to the wedding together? Victoria: Mm-hmm. That's the plan. Victoria: Oh. You're concerned about appearances. Nikki: Yes, I am. You and your brother are at the top of Newman Enterprises. So inside these walls, and to a certain extent, outside these walls, Brad Carlton is your employee. Victoria: All right, Mother. I promise, we won't be making out on the dance floor. Nikki: Thank you. Thank you. Your brother and your father thank you, too. Victoria: Oh. Don't go away mad. Nikki: I'm not mad. I'm not mad... just, um, proceed with caution. [SCENE_BREAK] Nick: Did you talk to Dru this morning? Sharon: Yeah, I told her you weren't coming along. Nick: Did she think I was? Sharon: I guess I let my hopes get a little too high. So we're meeting at the airport. Nick: Do you need a ride? Sharon: No, I have to stop by the office first and a car's picking me up from there. Are you gonna go in? Nick: Not for awhile. Sharon: Okay. Well... Nick: You know, when you get back, uh... maybe we could go do something together. Sharon: That sounds great. I'd like that. Nick: All right. I'll get your bag. Sharon: Oh, no, it's okay. My big one's already in the car. Nick: All right. Well, be careful. Sharon: I will. Okay. Bye. [SCENE_BREAK] Tom: Who were you talking to? Sheila: Lauren's salon. It turns out she's not going in today after all, which is too bad. It would have been easier to take her from the parking lot. We are on a time frame here. We're gonna have to grab her from Michael's apartment. Tom: Well, that doesn't sound too likely. Sheila: Well, then, we're damn well gonna make it likely, aren't we? Tom: They got security up the wazoo. She's even got bodyguards. Sheila: No, not anymore. There's no poisoner out there, remember? Tom: You're positive they got rid of the rent-a-cops? Sheila: Oh, Tom, I'm not worried about it. Why should you be? Tom: That can't be a serious question. Sheila: You have doubts, you have questions, you need to ask them now, okay, not later. Tom: Okay, here's one... how much ransom are you gonna ask? Sheila: Enough to make it worth our while. Tom: How much? Sheila: I was thinking $2 million. Nice round number, and I think we can get that much cash without cutting off any body parts. Tom: Wait a minute. We're not cuttin' up anybody, you hear me? Sheila: God, Tom, I'm just joking. Would you lighten up? Tom: It seems to me like you don't have this mapped out too well. Sheila: What's it look like I'm doing? I'm coming up with a plan. Tom: Hmm, okay, let's assume we get her kidnapped, we get away clean, we hold her someplace. How we gonna make the transfer? Sheila: What transfer? Tom: Collectin' the ransom. That seems to be how most kidnappers get caught-- at the money drop. Till you tell me how we're gonna do that, I ain't grabbin' nobody. Sheila: Yeah, well, you know what? I've got... a little numbered account in an island off the coast of Venezuela. As soon as they call me and tell me the money's been transferred to that account, you and I, we can cut little Ms. Fenmore free while we scram. Tom: Hmm. I think what you mean is we scram, and then we tell 'em where to find her, right? If we turn her loose first, we're not even gonna make it to the airport. Sheila: Right. That's--that's what I meant to say. Oh, come on. You've gotta be in this 100%. If you have any doubts... Tom: Of course, I got doubts. I'm sittin' on a nasty drug charge and talkin' about pilin' even nastier kidnapping rap on top of that. Sheila: Well, then our secret is to just not get caught, isn't it? Tom: Yeah, that's easy. Sheila: Why don't you go get cleaned up, baby? Go get changed, and I'll do the same, okay? We are on a time schedule here. [SCENE_BREAK] Lauren: Mother, what do you mean? Michael and I live here. Joanna: Well, then, he has to leave. It is unheard of, the groom seeing his bride on their wedding day. It's bad luck. Gloria: Oh. Joanna: Whatever were you thinking? Michael: Point well-taken. Delightful to make your acquaintance nonetheless. Joanna: Mm. Gloria: Mm. Joanna: And who is this, your assistant? Gloria: (Chuckles) I am, uh, Michael's mother. Joanna: I see. Lauren: Mrs. Gloria Abbott, my mother, Joanna Manning. Gloria: How do you do? Joanna: I do very well, indeed, thank you, however, I am simply appalled of the total disregard for tradition here. Gloria: Uh, w-w-wait... Joanna: You know, with the divorce rate the way it is these days, bad luck is the last thing these people need. (Chuckles) [SCENE_BREAK] Michael: I'll be going. Uh, ahem--call you. Lauren: Yeah, honey, I... I'm sorry. Michael: I know. Gloria: Uh, Michael, darling, we'll see you a little bit later. Michael: Mm-hmm. (Laughing) Lauren: Here, honey. All right. Mm. Michael: Oh. You're on your own, my friend. Scott: About what? Michael: Mm-hmm. Lauren: (Laughs) hi, honey. Scott: Hi. Joanna: Well, may I ask who this handsome, young hunk of man is? Lauren: Mother, this is Scott Grainger, Jr., your grandson. Joanna: (Laughs) oh, lord. Scotty. Oh, my goodness, let me look at you. So handsome and so grown up. Our little Scotty boy's grown up. [SCENE_BREAK] Yolanda: Honey, get a paper towel. You don't want that juice you spilled to get all sticky on the floor. Devon: Yes, ma'am. Yolanda: Okay. And, wait, where is the dish soap again? Devon: Uh, look under the counter right here. Neil: Dru. Dru. Dru: What? Neil: It bothers you, doesn't it? Dru: No. Unh-unh. I think it's good that she's gettin' into her motherhood thing. Neil: Still, you put in an awful lot of work. Dru: Yeah, but, I mean... okay, I ain't gonna lie to you. She just got out of detox. What if she begins to backslide? I love Devon like my own son, Neil. Neil: And if that means that Yolanda starts acting like the mother she's supposed to be, then we've done the right thing, right? Dru... Dru: Yeah. Neil: Right? Dru: Right, right, right. Yolanda: Boy, have you even looked at that clock? Go on and finish gettin' dressed... Devon: All right. Yolanda: And put on somethin' warm, Devon. They said it might snow. Devon: Okay. Yolanda: Oh, my... you, that outfit, wow. Dru: (Laughs) this old thing? I've had it for awhile, Yolanda. Yolanda: Wow. It's that embroidery, right? Dru: Yeah, I got this in Thailand when I was modeling, yeah. Yolanda: It's so beautiful. Dru: Thank you. Yolanda: It is so exquisite. I mean... Dru: Thank you, thank you, thank you. Yolanda: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make such a big deal out of it. Dru: Its okay, it's okay. Yolanda: My, oh, my. You must have such an exciting life. Dru: Oh. (Laughs) yeah. [SCENE_BREAK] Man: Oh, uh, excuse me, sir. Michael: I'm sorry. Just let me know if I'm in your way. Um, I'm the groom. Man: Oh, well, congratulations. Michael: Thank you. Hey, you've got your work cut out for you, don't you? Man: Oh, yes. Uh, as soon as I get the tables set, I'm gonna get started with the name cards. Oh, if there are any last minute changes... Michael: Now's the time to tell you, right. Man: Exactly. Oh... here's the seating chart. Michael: Oh, thank you. Whoa, that's an awful lot of places to set, huh? Man: Oh, yes, indeed. It's going to be a nice, big wedding. My favorite kind. Michael: (Laughs) and all for little old me. [SCENE_BREAK] (Knock on door) Tom: Brenda, it's me. Tom: (Sighs) I'll never get used to it. Sheila: Used to what? Tom: You, your personalities, all the disguises. I mean, the whole thing is pretty freaky. Sheila: No, it isn't. It's interesting. You know that. You and I are gonna have a lot of interesting times to share with one another. Now you do know how to use chloroform, right? Tom: Yeah, nothin' to it. Listen, uh, how do we know that Lauren is gonna be all alone in that apartment just waitin' to be kidnapped? Sheila: Well, you just leave that to me, all right? You be nearby, you be ready. I want you to go in the back entrance. Here, use this key. Tom: Where did you get this? Sheila: You know what? I know how to get things done, Tom. So if you don't ask questions, if you don't... Tom: Fine, you don't have to get all huffy about it. Sheila: (Sighs) I want you to go up the fire stairs, put your phone on vibrate, and I'll call you when she's alone. Don't think about it. Just do it. It's this or prison, Tom. Don't forget that. Tom: Yeah. Sheila: Baby, this is gonna work. We're gonna retire in style. You okay? Tom: Ah, yeah, I guess. Sheila: Wanna try that again? Tom: I'm ready. Sheila: Good. Then let's go. Tom: (Sighs) Sheila: What? Tom: 2 million bucks. You really think they're gonna cough up that much for her? Sheila: Oh, yeah, at least. It could be more. We'll have to play it by ear. Sheila: It doesn't matter, because once Lauren is dead, no one's gonna pay 2 cents for you, Tom. Sorry. [SCENE_BREAK] Gloria: An invitation. Joanna: Well, it's a choice. Lauren: Would anybody like some coffee? Joanna: Darling. We really have many things to discuss. Gloria: You know, there's really nothing to discuss, Joanna, because everything is under control. Lauren: Yeah, uh, what is it that you're concerned about? Joanna: Well, the ceremony, for one thing. I assume I'll be giving the bride away. Gloria: Well, ahem, actually, uh... Scott: Um, I am, Grandmother. Lauren: (Laughs) Joanna: Scotty, you don't have to call me "Grandmother." Joanna's just fine. Scott: Okay. Joanna: Now about this business of Scotty giving the bride away, that hardly seems appropriate. Lauren: Really? Well, we think it's quite appropriate. Mother, um, Gloria and Michael and I have been planning this wedding for a long time. So I--it's so wonderful that you're here. It's such a great surprise. Joanna: But I should butt out, is that it? Lauren: It's an option. Joanna: All right, my dear. Have it your way. I'll sit in the back with the distant relatives where I can't make any trouble. Lauren: No matter where I would seat you, you would make trouble. So why don't you just sit in the front? Joanna: If that's what you want, and what will the seating arrangements be for the reception? Gloria: Oh, don't worry, Joanna, we'll, um, squeeze you in someplace. (Cell phone rings) Scott: Ah, that's me. Lauren: (Laughs) Scott: Excuse me just a second. Lauren: Okay. Scott: Hello? Sheila: Hey, Scott, it's Brenda. Scott: Hey, how are things in Toronto? Sheila: Oh, they're great. Thanks for asking. Um, I was just checkin' in. Scott: Yeah, yeah. Sorry I haven't been in touch, but, um, you know, today's the big day. Sheila: Oh, your mother's wedding. How lovely. How--how's everyone holding up? Scott: Uh, not bad, considering. Sheila: Uh-oh. What's that mean? Scott: Well, uh, I'm at the apartment with all the mothers. Sheila: Who? Scott: Michael's mother is here, and my mom's here, and now her mom just showed up. Sheila: Your grandmother. Scott: Right, yeah, it's pretty wild. Can't even remember the last time I saw her. Anyway, um, I'm gettin' ready to take off, since Mom's in good hands with Gloria and her mother. Sheila: Hey, you know what? You know what? I--I'm sorry. Um, my other line is ringing. So I'm--I'm gonna have to run, but you have a good time, all right? I-I can't wait to see you back here in Toronto. Scott: Yeah, yeah, you, too. Sheila: Um, I'll be in touch. Bye-bye. I've gotta get those women out of that apartment. [SCENE_BREAK] Brad: Good morning. Sharon: Same to you. Brad: Aren't you supposed to be at the airport? Sharon: Um, I still have a few minutes. There's a car waiting for me downstairs. Brad: Oh. It should be a good trip. Sharon: Yeah, I hope so. Brad: St. Louis is a fun city. Hopefully, you and Dru will find some time to go out on the town. Sharon: Wish you were going. Brad: Dru's the ideal person to be joining you on the first leg of your tour. She's terrific in front of a crowd. Sharon: Well, you're the person I've leaned on since I got the job, and I wouldn't even be back here to work if it weren't for you. Brad: You'll do great, Sharon. Brad: That was you who called me last night, wasn't it? Sharon: Um... I suppose I... I just wanted to hear your voice... and tell you thanks for being such a good friend. Brad: You can always count on that. Brad: I guess I just thought it was a little, um, strange, you're hanging up without saying anything. Sharon: I'm sorry. It's just that, um, when you answered, I suddenly didn't know what to say. Brad: You can always talk to me. Sharon: I know. You have no idea how much that means to me. So how are things with you and Victoria? Brad: (Sighs) things are fine. Sharon: Just fine? [SCENE_BREAK] Nick: (Sighs) (knock on door) Nikki: Sweetheart. Nick: Hey. Nikki: I saw your car outside. Why aren't you at work? Nick: Well, I could ask you the same question. Nikki: I'm headed back there in a minute. I bought some fresh flowers for the house. I didn't want them to sit in the car all day. Nick: You're awfully chipper this morning. You want some coffee? Nikki: Oh, no, thanks. Um, yeah, I guess I am. I've got a new project going on. Nick: Charity or work? Nikki: Work. Just, you know, the very beginning of something. Nick: That's cool. You workin' with Jill? Nikki: I am working with... (laughs) I shouldn't tell you, but I am working with Phyllis. Nick: Phyllis? Wow, are you serious? Nikki: In spite of her reputation, I find her to be very bright and very creative. Nick: I guess I shouldn't have fired her. Nikki: Well, you did what you thought you should do, but selfishly speaking, I'm glad you did. Nick: Our loss is Jabot's gain, huh? Nikki: I suppose you could say that. So sharon's on her trip? Nick: Yeah, she, uh, she left a little while ago. Nikki: Did you ever consider going with her? It might have been fun. [SCENE_BREAK] Yolanda: I've hardly ever been out of Genoa City, and you, you've--you've been all over the world. Dru: Yeah, well. Neil: Devon must have filled you in a little bit about us, huh? Yolanda: Some. Is that your luggage? Dru: Mm-hmm. Yolanda: How long are you gonna be gone for, a month? Dru: No, ha ha. No, I have-- I-I have business meetings, lunches, dinners, not to mention I'm representing a corporation and a brand-new... Neil: Mm-hmm. Dru: Glamorous cosmetics line. (Laughs) Neil: Can't be caught in the same thing twice. Dru: Perish the thought, baby. Perish the thought. Yolanda: Ahem. Dru: Um, Yolanda, let me ask you a question. Yolanda: Mm. Dru: Um, what was all that business about the mathematics with Devon? Yolanda: Ah, um, I helped him with his homework last night. Dru: Oh. Yolanda: Algebra. Dru: Really? Yolanda: Surprised the heck out of both of us. I didn't realize I remembered all that stuff. Dru: Yeah. Yolanda: It's been so long since school. Dru: (Laughs) Yolanda: Mm. Neil: What about college? Yolanda: Mm. Graduated high school. Got good grades, too. Was headed to college, but then, um, yeah, well, my life went another way. Look, I don't wanna bore you guys with my sad story. Out on the streets, everybody's someone who could have been somebody "if." Dru: Yeah. Yolanda: If, if. Dru: Yeah, if. Yolanda: Anyone want more coffee? Dru: No, not for me, thank you. Neil: No, thanks. Dru: Um, baby, I gotta get goin'. Neil: All right, well, I'll, uh... Dru: Okay? Neil: I'll carry your bags down to the car, all right? Dru: Thank you, sweetie. Neil: Mm. Dru: I'm gonna go say good-bye to Devon, all right? Neil: All right. Dru: Yolanda, you take care, all right? Yolanda: Have a good trip, Drucilla. Dru: All right. Hold down the fort. Yolanda: Okay. Dru: Devon? [SCENE_BREAK] Man: And we used roses instead of gladiolas. I think they're so much nicer, don't you? Michael: Yeah, that's-- that's gonna work great. Um, oh, wait. Okay, I gotta get out of here. Thank you so much for your help. Man: Well, thank you. Michael: All right. See you soon. Man: Bye, now. [SCENE_BREAK] Tom: (Sighs) okay, Brenda, let's get this show on the road. [SCENE_BREAK] Brad: Things are good with Victoria. We're just starting off, but it seems to be heading in the right direction. It doesn't bother you, does it? Sharon: Why would it? Brad: I don't know. Uh... the two of you don't seem to have the warmest relationship. Sharon: Well... we're sisters-in-law. You know, we're not friends. We didn't choose each other, if you know what I mean. Brad: Sure. I guess I just think that if, uh, Victoria and I are going to be together... what can I say? I like my favorite people to get along. Sharon: Brad, I promise you, I will bend over backwards to get along well with Victoria. I just want you to be happy. You really deserve it. Brad: So do you, Sharon. I mean that. [SCENE_BREAK] Nick: It made a lot more sense for Sharon to go with Drucilla. She can get her off on the right foot for the rest of the tour. Nikki: Well, it's been a long time since the two of you were away together. Nick: Look, Mom, I know you mean well, but... Nikki: Well, I just hate to see you like this. I mean, you're sitting around the house, staring at pictures. You can't live in the past. Nick: I know, but I'm kind of stuck. Nikki: What do you mean, "Stuck"? Sharon? Nick: I don't want to talk about this with you. Nikki: Honey, you need to talk about it. Maybe not with me, if you don't want to, but you need to talk about it with somebody. Nick: Okay, you know what? All right, you want to know what's driving me crazy? How come every time I'm around my wife I feel guilty? Or how come I know that if I go with her on this trip to St. Louis, it's gonna get all weird and uncomfortable? I mean, I look at this beautiful woman-- I love her, she is my wife. We have said its forever, but when I'm around her, it's... I don't know. I'm distant. She obviously feels the same way about me. Nikki: You don't know that. Maybe she's waiting for a signal from you. Nick: Well, I don't know what that signal is, or how to give it. Nikki: Listen to me. When she gets home, I want you two to sit down and talk this out. Talk it all out, and get some help if you need it. Nick: Yeah. We just need to talk about it openly and honestly. Nikki: That's right. Don't you give up, son. Don't give up. Man: All right, chop-chop, everybody, to the patio. [SCENE_BREAK] Sheila: That's right. You go make the call. Make the call. I'm a simple man, like you. Already, a and comes un by 9 o'clock. 19 [SCENE_BREAK] Sharon: Well, it's about that time. Brad: Yes, it is. Travel safe, okay? Sharon: Mm-hmm. Brad: And keep your confidence up. If you need anything at all, you call me. And if you do call-- Sharon: I know, don't hang up. Brad: Right. Sharon: (Laughs) Brad: Good luck. Sharon: Thanks. Victoria: Hope I'm not interrupting. [SCENE_BREAK] Tom: Yeah. Sheila: Get ready. (Cell phone rings) Gloria: Hello. Speaking. Okay, I'll be right there. The seating chart... no one can find the seating chart. Joanna: I'm going with you. Gloria: No, you won't. Joanna: I beg your pardon. Lauren: N-no, Mother, Gloria can handle this. You stay with me. Joanna: Lauren, I'll go where I'm damn well needed. Lauren: W-- Gloria: Joanna, why don't you stay and visit with your daughter? Joanna: We'll take your car. Oh, let's get this elevator. I just detest having to wait. [SCENE_BREAK] Tom: They just left. Sheila: Who's "they"? Tom: Gloria and some other broad I never saw before. Sheila: Well, that must be Lauren's mother. What--what about Scott? Tom: The kid left awhile ago. Sheila: Great. Great. That means Lauren's alone. Are you okay? Tom: Yeah. Yeah, I'm good. Sheila: Then do it. Tom: (Sighs) [SCENE_BREAK] Brad: I was just wishing Sharon well on her trip. Victoria: Oh, yeah. Ditto. This will be a great experience for you. Sharon: Well, thank you both for the vote of confidence. Brad: I'll walk you to your car. Sharon: Oh, no need. All my stuff's downstairs already. I'll be fine. Brad: Safe travels. Victoria: There you are, you hunk of man. I've been looking all over for you, and every time I come in here, we have company. Brad: Hmm. Victoria: And I'm dying for a kiss. Here. Victoria: (Giggles) Brad: You are really something, you know that? All of it good. [SCENE_BREAK] Man: Well, I don't know. I simply don't understand it. It was right there on the table. Well, Mr. Baldwin was here, but, of course, he didn't take it. Gloria: Then who did, Richard? Joanna: Well, let's start looking. We can't have a formal dinner without a seating chart. Gloria: "We"? Lauren: Yes, we did get your gift. Thank you so much. You didn't have to do that. Um, okay. Yeah, I know the store's gonna be fine. Now who's taking care of the boutique? Really? Are you sure? All right, well, okay. That'll be fine. Do you have her number by any chance? Um, let me go in my room. You know, in my purse is the number, and... all right. [NEXT_ON] Jack: I'm not gonna be able to make it to the wedding. Phyllis: You don't want to go to the wedding with me. Paul: The monster you created has made john Abbott go to the dark side. Victoria: I'd hate to be anyone competing with us. Brad: We wouldn't be talking about your brother?