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Episode # 10327 ~ Dylan seriously considers Stitch's advice; Summer feels terrible after a fight with Fen.

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Avery: Come on.

[Knock on door]

Leslie: I came to pick up those contracts.

Avery: Uh, good morning to you, too, Leslie.

Leslie: Oh, right. Hi. Sorry. Uh, I need to file that paperwork this morning.

Avery: Tomorrow is soon enough.

Leslie: Because you forgot to read them.

Avery: Dylan came by last night.

Leslie: Oops. Just -- just hand over the contracts, and I'll get going so you can get back to your man.

Avery: It's gonna take a lot more than that to get Dylan and me back on track.

Stitch: Barkeep! A mug of your finest brew, please.

Dylan: Uh, you heading to the hospital?

Stitch: On break from a long shift. Why do you look more wiped than I feel?

Dylan: I just got back from Idaho last night.

Stitch: The search for your bio dad was a bust?

Dylan: I didn't find Ian Ward, but I got a lead on where he might be.

Stitch: You're heading out again?

Dylan: Yeah, I have to.

Stitch: How many states or countries you gonna hit to find this guy, man?

Dylan: Until I find him.

Stitch: Is it worth it?

Dylan: Well, I've been kept in the dark my whole life about who I really am and where I came from.

Stitch: Your mom's right here. I mean --

Dylan: Nikki can't give me the full picture. Ian Ward's the only person who can do that.

Nikki: Hey, do you have a minute?

Paul: Yeah. What do you need?

Nikki: [Sighs] Dylan went to find Ian Ward.

Paul: Oh. I guess we shouldn't be surprised.

Nikki: He has things he wants to ask his father.

Paul: Ian Ward is not a father. He is a monster that took advantage of impressionable, young girls.

Nikki: I thought I had gotten smarter since then.

Paul: Of course you have, Nikki.

Nikki: Well, apparently not, or I never would have risked opening the door to Ian ever again.

Lauren: Good morning.

Neil: Good morning.

Lauren: I'm so glad you could make it.

Neil: Yeah, of course. I was a little surprised, though, you'd still want to meet.

Lauren: Oh, yeah. You know, it's so hard to hammer out all the details over e-mail. And with this new line of yours, Chelsea by Jabot, being prominently featured at Fenmore's, this unveiling is a pivotal event.

Neil: Yes, it is, for both our companies.

Lauren: Yeah, so I thought it would just be easier to finesse all the arrangements in person.

Neil: Yeah, absolutely. Okay, so you know everyone is very excited about this new venture, Lauren, but we'd all understand if you'd prefer to hold off.

Lauren: Well, why would we wait?

Neil: Things may be a little more settled for you at home by then.

Lauren: Oh, Neil --

Neil: No, Lauren, trust me, we'd understand.

Lauren: Really, this isn't about what I would prefer. This is because you are afraid of some bad publicity because my son has been charged with murder. [Scoffs]

[Footsteps approach]

Fenmore: What are you doing here?

Summer: You didn't answer my calls or my texts.

Fenmore: Yeah, most people would take that as a sign to stay away, not an invitation to show up with baked goods. How did you even get in here?

Summer: Um, your mom. She was leaving, so she let me in. But I brought muffins in case I had to bribe my way through the door. They're banana nut, you're favorite.

Fenmore: You honestly think muffins are gonna make me forgive and forget?

Summer: No, um, I just thought that they'd might buy me a few minutes to explain.

Fenmore: Look, I don't need to hear some sorry excuse, Summer.

Summer: Fen, I --

Fenmore: You sold me out! And now I'm going back to prison.

Womack: Baldwin. I'm touched. You know, most people say they'll come visit once they're sprung, but usually it's all just a bunch of talk. Sad, isn't it, how quickly people forget the friendships they made on the inside?

Michael: I'm not your friend, Womack.

Womack: Then why'd you come visit me?

Michael: Fenmore received a message you had delivered to our doorstep. I've come to deliver a message of my own. You stay the hell away from my son or you will be sorry. What? Did you think you were being cute with that note on the cake? "Forget me not"?

Womack: Cake? I'm more of a pie kind of guy.

Michael: Drop the act, Womack. Fenmore filled me in, that favor he owes you. That cake was your message indicating that you intend to collect.

Womack: Oh, I do intend to collect. But why would I send Mouse a cake announcing it? [Scoffs] Seems so, uh, unnecessary.

Michael: Then who sent the cake?

Womack: Well, maybe, uh, Mouse's old cell mate got a little sentimental.

Michael: So you're saying you have no idea where this message came from?

Womack: Your delivery did not come from my people. When I send you a message... you're gonna know it.

Michael: Are you threatening me?

Womack: Of course not. What? You're an officer of the court. But you know, Baldwin, instead of pointing fingers, you should be thanking me for taking care of your kid. There were lots of guys in here just itching to pay back a former D.A. for locking them up. Poor, little Mouse -- he didn't stand a chance in here on his own.

Michael: What do you want from my son?

Womack: I want a lot of things. But I will settle for the name of the person who turned state's evidence against me. You make that happen and I will consider forgiving your kid's debt.

Summer: Look, Fen, I was just trying to help you.

Fenmore: What? By tricking me into coming home, letting me think my dad was getting nailed for Carmine's murder?

Summer: You were out there running by yourself from everybody! I was worried about you! How were you supposed to make money to live or to even buy a fake I.D.?

Fenmore: Look, I would have figured that out!

Summer: Yeah, but what kind of life is that, always just looking over your shoulder, seeing if anyone's gonna kill you or not?

Fenmore: That was my life, Summer, in prison! What don't you get, all right?! It didn't take long for those cons to figure out I was the former D.A.'s kid!

Summer: Okay, I get it. It was really scary, but --

Fenmore: Scary? Oh, scary? No, no, Halloween is scary! That was something else! I'm only out because Womack thought I could be useful down the line. Running was my only way out of this mess, and you ruined it for me.

Summer: Okay, look, I'm sorry. Please, I didn't -- I didn't think of it like that.

Fenmore: Yeah, well, you should have trusted me.

Summer: Fen, please, just give me a chance. Just give me a chance to prove to you that I can be a better friend. Please.

Fenmore: What -- what -- what do you need me for? You've got plenty of friends now that you're a model.

Summer: Yeah, but they're not real friends! Okay, not like you. I can't trust them with my secrets.

Fenmore: Well, then I guess you finally found a place where you fit right in.

Lauren: My son has been charged with murder. He has not been convicted. And here you are -- you want to distance yourself from me before the prosecution has even been able to present the evidence.

Neil: Lauren, this has nothing -- nothing -- to do with Jabot or questionable publicity.

Lauren: Really? Then why would you want to postpone?

Neil: I offered to push the unveiling back so it would give you a chance to focus solely on helping your son. I know how all-consuming a trial can be. I'm engaged to an attorney. Remember that?

Lauren: Yes. And, uh... I really jumped to conclusions there, huh? I'm sorry, Neil.

Neil: Didn't you just hear me say "I understand"?

Lauren: Yes. Right around the time I stopped hurling insults your way.

Neil: So, if it'll help to have one less thing to worry about, I'm all for --

Lauren: Actually, it wouldn't help. Work is the only thing that's keeping me, um, sane during this nightmare. I need the distraction.

Neil: I completely understand that. So, let's get to it, shall we?

Lauren: Yeah. Thank you.

Neil: All right. We were talking about the pre-launch.

Lauren: Yeah.

Neil: E-mailing special invitations to all Fenmore cardholders, right?

Lauren: Mm-hmm.

Neil: Stream a Chelsea by Jabot virtual fashion video to all your stores. And the media campaign that I'm thinking about doing is really gonna be something special.

Lauren: You really thought of everything here.

Neil: These are just my thoughts, that's all. You know, I am happy, very happy, to incorporate some -- or no, all -- all of your thoughts.

Lauren: All right, I think I just need to take a moment here, because I'm sitting in front of a man who can compromise.

[Both laugh]

Lauren: I hope Leslie is running down that aisle to marry you, because you, my friend, are a keeper.

Leslie: Wait a minute. I thought things with Dylan were moving forward. Or, I guess in your case, moving back.

Avery: You mean to where we were before he went off to war?

Leslie: And Nick.

Avery: See, Dylan and I were great together up until I lost our baby. And that was the first real test of our relationship.

Leslie: He flunked?

Avery: No, we both flunked. We both shut each other out, and I feel like he's doing that to me now again.

Leslie: What? Is he hiding things from you?

Avery: No, it's more like he doesn't want to burden me with this pain. You know, his -- his mother deceiving him and his father and, of course, the way that he was conceived.

Leslie: Well, maybe Dylan's closing himself off because he's worried your opinion of him may change.

Avery: It's his opinion of himself that's changed. And ever since he found out the truth, he's fixated on finding Ian Ward.

Leslie: Toward what end?

Avery: So he can prove to himself that he's nothing like his father.

Nikki: I was so caught up with finding my son that I didn't consider the possibility that he would want to find Ian, but, of course, that's natural he would be curious about both of his parents.

Paul: Look, Nikki, Dylan's search doesn't put Ian Ward back into your life by default.

Nikki: Well, I don't want him in Dylan's life, either. If Dylan finds him --

Paul: It doesn't necessarily follow that that's gonna happen, either.

Nikki: Paul, Paul, I knew Ian a lot better than you did. Yes, he was charming and funny and charismatic and very smart.

Paul: Right. He knew how to put himself in the best possible light.

Nikki: Okay, what if Dylan falls for all of that, too, just like we did?

Paul: That's a completely different situation.

Nikki: Dylan doesn't know --

Paul: Walking into this, Dylan already has more information than we ever did on Ian. He knows he's a fraud and worse.

Nikki: I feel like such a fool for ever believing in him.

Paul: Look, you can't blame yourself for what Ian did to you.

Nikki: I did everything I could to be "Chosen" by him. I thought it'd be an honor. Chosen to do what, I was never really sure, but... [Sighs] I was so excited the day that Ian came over to me, pulled me aside, and said, "Come. Let me show you the path you're meant to walk." I had waited to hear those words. Had no idea they would come to haunt me forever.

Lauren: Thank you so much for taking the time to meet with me this morning, especially when you have your own big event coming up.

Neil: Oh, of course. Come on, Lauren. We're friends. I don't know how much, uh, planning I'll be allowed to participate in.

[Both laugh]

Neil: But I can't wait.

Lauren: When is it?

Neil: We haven't set a date yet. But I don't see the point in a long engagement. When you know, you know.

Leslie: [Sighs] You know, relationships, they're never easy.

Avery: Leslie, you've been engaged all of a minute. Couldn't you still be caught up in the excitement of getting married instead of being cynical about love?

Leslie: I'm being practical. Avery, think about all the divorces we've handled in our careers.

Avery: Yeah, but not all marriages end in divorce. Some actually do last.

Leslie: Yours didn't. Neither did Neil's last two attempts.

Neil: This won't be my first marriage, as you know. But it's definitely gonna be my last. Lauren, I cannot wait to watch my bride walking down that aisle, beaming, smiling from ear to ear.

Lauren: [Chuckles] Does she have a dress?

Neil: I highly doubt she's even picked out a dress. She is so wrapped up in all her cases that that girl doesn't take much time out for herself. You know what I mean?

Lauren: Well, do you want me to call her and set up an appointment? That way at least she can start narrowing down her options.

Avery: Are you having second thoughts?

Leslie: I-I love Neil, and I want to be with him.

Avery: With him, but not married to him?

Leslie: You know, its one thing to agree to share your life with someone, but it's another to be bombarded with the bells and the whistles and the hoopla of -- of making that happen.

Avery: Well, at least you are certain that you want to share your life with Neil. I mean, that speaks volumes about where the two of you stand.

Leslie: Yeah, where -- where do you and Dylan stand?

Avery: [Sighs] I'll let you know, if I can ever get Dylan to share his feelings with me.

Dylan: I just need answers.

Stitch: And you're getting them. You just have to travel across the whole country to do it.

Dylan: [Sighs] Yeah, it would be easier to forget about finding my biological father. And Nikki would probably like that, and so would Avery.

Stitch: Avery seemed really supportive of you going on the search.

Dylan: She is. But she wants to be more involved.

Stitch: I'm not seeing the problem.

Dylan: She wants to go with me.

Stitch: You trust Avery, love her. Why wouldn't you want her in on this with you?

Dylan: To protect her.

Stitch: From your old man?

Dylan: Look, I-I couldn't shield her from the pain of losing our child and thinking that I was dead, but I can keep her away from this mess with Ian.

Stitch: Dylan --

Dylan: You know what he did to Nikki. I don't want Avery within a thousand miles of that guy.

Stitch: Look, I get you wanting to protect the woman you love. But shutting down on her is not the way.

Dylan: Then what is?

Stitch: Let people in.

Dylan: [Sighs]

Stitch: And not just Avery. You have a whole family here now.

Dylan: Oh, you mean the strangers I happen to share my DNA with?

Stitch: They won't be strangers if you try getting to know them. Like your sister, Victoria. She seems really nice. And she's open to having her new brother in her life.

Dylan: Everybody keeps saying that my family isn't that bad. Even that woman I met in Idaho tried to convince me that Ian Ward wasn't always a monster.

Stitch: That doesn't matter.

Dylan: I wish it didn't, Stitch, but it does. And after everything I heard about him, it'd be nice to know if there was any good in him at all.

Paul: Even if Dylan does find his father, you're not the young, impressionable girl you once were. He can't hurt you now.

Nikki: He can hurt Dylan.

Paul: How?

Nikki: If he manipulates Dylan the same way he does with everybody who enters his orbit, he could cause some real damage.

Paul: You know, what I've seen about Dylan, he's got a pretty good head on his shoulders. I really don't think he's gonna buy into all Ian Ward's nonsense, like we once did.

Nikki: Think about it, Paul. What did all the people in the new world commune have in common? We were all confused and lost, unsettled, looking for answers. That describes Dylan's last several months. I think he is susceptible to Ian's charms.

Paul: Well, it's a good thing he has you, then.

Nikki: Kind of hard to accept that when I have no idea how I would react if Ian's path crossed with mine again. I-I -- just even the thought of seeing him or hearing his voice, Paul, it's terrifying.

Paul: I know.

Nikki: Oh. Paul, um...

Paul: Oh. Chris, hi.

Christine: I-I didn't mean to interrupt. I just need to speak with my husband.

Nikki: Oh, no, of course, Christine. I-I'm sorry. Um, thanks for listening.

Paul: Nikki. You're gonna be fine. You're stronger than you think.

Nikki: Yeah.

Paul: [Sighs] Nikki's worried about Dylan. He's looking for his father, Ian Ward.

Christine: I got a call from the warden at Walworth. Womack had a visitor this morning.

Paul: [Sighs] Michael?

Christine: The guard heard them arguing about Fen. This is such a dangerous game he is playing.

Summer: Fen, what do you want me to say? That you're a better friend to me than I am to you?

Fenmore: Yeah. And?

Summer: You act like I don't know that. Okay, look, like that time that you were there for me when I ran away because I found out about my mom's affair.

Fenmore: Yeah, and that time you were not there for me when I found out about my mom and Carmine.

Summer: I wasn't there for you then. And who knows? Maybe if I was, then you wouldn't have ever started using.

Fenmore: We'll never know.

Summer: Please, you're not even gonna accept my apology? Fen, please, just look. I really want you in my life.

Fenmore: You okay?

Summer: Yeah, um... I just had a shoot really late, and I have a photo shoot at the old river front right now, so I have to go.

Fenmore: Do you want, like -- do you want one of your muffins or water?

Summer: I'm tired, not hungry.

Fenmore: You sure?

Summer: Yeah, you can throw them away if you want. That's fine.

Fenmore: How are you gonna make it through a shoot with zero energy?

Summer: Um... I don't know, but I'll figure it out, so you don't have to worry about me, but it's nice that you did. Thanks.

Fenmore: Yeah.

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

Avery: Uh, hey, what about this dress? It's a great cut.

Leslie: Where do you keep the coffee around here?

Avery: I used it all in last night's dessert.

Leslie: [Groans] Oh!

[Clatter]

Leslie: Ooh!

Avery: Oh, actually, I made that for Dylan. It's his favorite.

Leslie: Ah, yeah? Well, I don't see him anywhere. Avery, I need some form of caffeine if I'm gonna endure this.

Avery: Uh, o-okay. You know, weddings are supposed to be fun to plan, right, except for the seating charts and the guest list.

Leslie: I really don't understand why we have to do this now, Avery. Honestly, it's not like I'm getting married anytime soon.

Avery: Do you know how long it takes to find the right dress?

Leslie: I know that isn't it.

Avery: Wow, this was one of the front runners for when Nick and I --

Leslie: Save it for, uh, when you and Dylan decide to settle down.

Avery: That might never happen.

Leslie: Well, you kept the magazine for a reason.

Avery: I kept the magazine because I don't throw anything away, Leslie. I have a storage locker that I keep nostalgic mementos in because I'm a pack rat.

Leslie: Maybe you haven't given up on your shot at happily ever after. Maybe that's why you kept it.

Dylan: Come on, man. It's on the house.

Stitch: Comping me could get very expensive.

Dylan: Stitch, it's just coffee.

Stitch: Do you have any idea how many cups of coffee a first-year resident drinks during an average shift?

Dylan: How many?

Stitch: Enough to put your future kids through college. At least let me pay for the muffin.

Dylan: Oh, come on, man. You shelled out advice. Let's just -- let's call it even.

Stitch: Then take the advice. Open up.

Dylan: Go away.

Nikki: I heard you went looking for Ian despite my warnings.

Dylan: Yeah, I did.

Nikki: So, um, you just have to tell me for my own peace of mind -- did you find him?

Dylan: No. But I found Ian Ward's wife.

Nikki: So, Ian is married?

Dylan: He was right after high school. They divorced after he started the New World commune.

Nikki: Does his ex-wife know about all the horrible things he's done?

Dylan: Her name is Willa, and she claims to have known another side of Ian.

Nikki: Oh, got it. Yeah. That was me in the beginning, too. It wasn't until I was chosen that I saw the real Ian Ward.

Dylan: You want something to eat or -- or drink?

Nikki: No, no. Um, now that you're home, you gonna give up this search?

Dylan: [Sighs]

Nikki: You're busy. I'll let --

Dylan: No, no, no. No, Nikki. I may have a lead on where Ian's living now, and I just want you to know that I'm gonna follow up on it.

Nikki: Please don't.

Dylan: I'm not gonna invite him back into your life. I don't want to cause you trouble. I won't even mention your name.

Nikki: I'm more worried about you than I am me. He is an awful man.

Dylan: I believe you. But I've already started down this path, so I... what?

Nikki: [Sighs]

Dylan: What is it?

Nikki: Nothing. Just something that you said, it reminded me of -- Ian used to say "Let me show you the path that you're meant to walk." It meant that you had been chosen.

[Door closes]

Lauren: Hi.

Fenmore: Hi.

Lauren: Ooh. Those from Crimson Lights?

Fenmore: Summer brought them by.

Lauren: Summer, huh? Are you guys speaking?

Fenmore: Nice try, Mom. She told me you let her in.

Lauren: [Sighs] Honey, I couldn't help it. You know, I am the one who's responsible for this rift between you, and... is there still a rift?

Fenmore: Yep.

Lauren: Look, your father and I begged her to call you to come home. She did not want to do it. She did not want to betray you. But we pressured her.

Fenmore: Look, I-I appreciate what you're trying to do. But could you please stop pushing me to make up with Summer?

Lauren: I just -- I want you to remember one thing. That the two of you have known each other since the day you were born.

Fenmore: [Sighs] Which is why it's only gonna be harder on Summer if I let her back in.

Lauren: I don't understand.

Fenmore: I'm either going back to prison for murder or Womack will come to collect his favor. Either way, I won't be around to be a friend to Summer.

Paul: Just the guy I want to see. You want to tell me what you were doing at Walworth this morning?

Michael: Well, I went to thank Womack for his gift.

Paul: "Forget me not"?

Michael: When Fenmore was in prison, Womack threatened him.

Paul: Oh, well, the story I heard is that Womack saved Fen from several beatings.

Michael: You know what? Hold on. That did not come free. And Womack is going to be released soon. He told Fenmore that he's gonna be looking for payback on that favor.

Paul: Hence the cake.

Michael: Hence the cake. [Sighs] Fenmore thinks Womack sent it. Womack denies it.

Paul: Well, I really don't think an inmate about to be released is going to admit threatening the son of a former D.A., now, would he, Michael?

Michael: Womack is not the type of guy who would shy away from taking credit. I'm beginning to think this cake wasn't meant for Fenmore.

Paul: What? You think it was meant for you?

Michael: Lauren.

Paul: Who'd want to threaten Lauren? [Sighs] Come on, Michael. Carmine is dead!

Michael: It could be a copycat. She's been getting a lot of hang-up phone calls, and now this shows up on the doorstep.

Paul: Yeah, okay. You want to file charges against Womack?

Michael: No, I told you. He is not who I'm worried about.

Guard: You got two minutes, Womack.

Womack: A little privacy? Yeah. It's looking good for my lawyer to get me out of here soon. Is everything in place? Good. They'll never know what hit 'em.

Michael: Paul, I want you to put plainclothes policemen on my building. I want you to check security footage. I want you to check the bakery that cake may have come from. And I want you to take it down to forensics and have it tested. It could be a clue.

Paul: You want me to send a cake to forensics on an implied threat? On what grounds?

Michael: If it were just the cake, I could brush it off! But if you add the phone calls in, it's not just a coincidence!

Paul: I do not have the budget or the manpower --

Michael: You know what?! I don't care about your constraints! This is Lauren we're talking about!

Paul: Sometimes a cake is just a cake.

Michael: Could you at least send a patrol car by a couple of times a day?

Paul: I can do that. But I think you're paranoid.

Michael: I have every right to be paranoid after what I've been through. This has been a hell of a year. My family's been through hell and back. I'm not letting anyone else hurt them.

Nikki: You don't remind me of Ian at all.

Dylan: We both know that's not true.

Nikki: No, it was just the words that you used. That's it.

Dylan: The fact that I'm even here has to be a constant reminder of what he did to you --

Nikki: You know, the fact that you are here standing in front of me and I've actually gotten to know this wonderful man with a good heart, with strong moral fiber, and such a wonderful way of caring for everything and everybody you love, and that's my son -- that is nothing but a sweet, sweet blessing, Dylan McAvoy. And you are nothing like your biological father. Please believe that.

Dylan: The only way I can believe it is to see it for myself, for my own peace of mind.

Paul: Do you remember the last time you handled somebody like this?

Michael: I told you, I'm not gonna let anyone hurt my family again!

Paul: You know what the best thing is you could do for your family? Work on Fen's defense.

Michael: Okay, Paul. May I please have all the evidence you got against Fenmore?

Paul: And the D.A.'s office will be happy to make any copies you need.

Michael: Where are the crime-scene photos?

Paul: There aren't any.

Michael: What?

Paul: Photos were taken, but they were lost in transit.

Michael: Really? Oh, how convenient. Now I won't be able to argue against the forensic evidence based on the positioning of Carmine's body or anything else!

Paul: Michael, you were there. You saw where Carmine's body was in the alley.

Michael: The jury didn't see it!

Paul: Well, they will have Chavez's report describing the crime scene in great detail. That should help.

Michael: Let me tell you something. A report does not paint a clear enough picture for a jury, and I will need to speak to the M.E. who performed the autopsy, by the way.

Paul: Well, he was a substitute medical examiner, and he is no longer associated with the department.

Michael: Since when?

Paul: He got a job with the feds shortly after that night.

Michael: Oh, okay. You know what? It's lucky that we both have a mutual friend that still works at the bureau. Ronan! Yes. I need a favor.

[Door opens]

Esmerelda: You're late.

Summer: I'm sorry. I had something really important to do.

Esmerelda: More important than looking good for these pictures?

Summer: Why? Do I look bad?

Esmerelda: If I can spot those dark bags through your concealer...

Summer: [Sighs] What am I gonna do?

Esmerelda: When was the last time you slept?

Summer: I don't know. Look, Es, I don't get it. You were at the same shoot I was last night, and you had to be up even earlier. Aren't you exhausted?

Esmerelda: I was, but I took a pick-me-up for some energy. Want one?

Summer: I-I don't know.

Esmerelda: You really can't afford to have another bad shoot. When you get tired, take one. The photographer's ready. Hurry up.

Summer: [Sighs] [Sighs]

Neil: You already started planning? A bridal magazine, huh?

Leslie: Oh, the magazine, yeah. That's, um, that's courtesy of Avery, who also informs me that it takes at least six to eight months to pull together a proper wedding?

Neil: Well, yeah, I guess that's true if you're taking the time look for an available venue, but we already have an available venue.

Leslie: We do?

Neil: Yes, we do. My son owns this whole place. I bet you he would give us a hell of a deal on a banquet room. And we can use Lily to transform the space with her great ideas. What do you think?

Leslie: Um, wow, that's, uh...

Neil: That's a great idea, right? Now all we have to do is think about picking a date. So, I was thinking about, um, uh, June. June.

Leslie: That's not -- that's not gonna work for me.

Neil: All right, well, then later in the Summer, like July, August.

Leslie: No, that -- that's -- it's not gonna work.

Neil: Why -- why --

Leslie: Any of it. It's not gonna work.

[Computer keys clacking]

Avery: [Sighs] I've done my thinking, and now I need to know where we stand.

Christine: The Nally file.

Paul: Oh, thanks. Chris. Listen, I know you weren't happy about seeing me hug Nikki. She is just, you know, going through a lot right now and, uh...

Christine: [Scoffs] So is Michael. And so am I. You know, our best friend's son is being charged with murder, and I am responsible for sending him to prison.

Paul: Chris, I --

Christine: This case is keeping me up at night.

Paul: I know you're upset.

Christine: No, no, what -- what upsets me... is that you're never even home to notice.

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

Michael: Hey. What? Did you get another package, another phone call?

Lauren: No. No, no. No. It's Fen. He is convinced that he is gonna go back to prison, and he has basically given up all hope.

Michael: Hmm. Well... I haven't given up all hope. I stopped by the station, and I went over all the evidence on the case.

Lauren: And how solid is it?

Michael: Well, there are definitely some holes.

Lauren: Okay, okay, that's great.

Michael: Unfortunately, these particular holes will make my job more difficult. I don't have the things I normally use to create reasonable doubt for a jury at my disposal, apparently.

[Cell phone rings]

Michael: Excuse me.

Lauren: Okay.

Michael: Expecting an important call. Yes. Ronan, what have you got? Yeah. No, no. Okay. Uh, I appreciate the effort. Thank you.

Lauren: What's wrong?

Michael: The deeper I dig into this case, the more things I find that don't make sense.

Neil: Leslie, are you calling things off?

Leslie: No. No, I'm -- I'm -- just, this -- this wedding, it's happening too fast. I mean, can't we just enjoy being engaged for a while?

Neil: I didn't mean to make you feel like we're rushing.

Leslie: No, you didn't. You didn't, okay? I'm just --

Neil: A bride who wants to enjoy every minute of her journey to the aisle. If you're not ready to make plans, I'm not ready to make plans. I understand.

Leslie: I am just a little intimidated, okay? Just a little intimidated by all the, you know, the froufrou. I wasn't a little girl who ever imagined my wedding day. Look, I-I may not know when we're gonna get married or where... but I do know that I love you.

Neil: That's all that matters.

Dylan: I want to be with you. That hasn't changed.

Avery: [Sighs] Maybe not, but something, Dylan, has to change.

Dylan: I may have found Ian Ward.

Avery: What? Where?

Dylan: In Indiana. Uh, I'm not sure. I'm gonna have to go check it out myself.

Avery: So you're leaving again.

Dylan: I'm gonna have to, but it doesn't change the way I feel about you.

Avery: You know, a very wise person told me that I'm not willing to give up on my happily ever after. But, Dylan, I missed you when you were away -- a lot.

Dylan: I-I missed you, too.

Avery: [Sighs] Okay. Good. Do what you have to do. Have a good trip.

Dylan: No, Avery, Avery, Avery, Avery. Come with me. Please. I don't think I can do this alone.

Avery: Then you don't have to.

Nikki: [Gasps]

Neil: I'm sorry, Nikki. I didn't mean to scare you. I was just coming to say hi.

Nikki: Oh, I-I'm sorry. I'm...caught up in my own thoughts. H-how are you two?

Leslie: We're fine. We're fine.

Nikki: Good.

Leslie: Thank you.

Neil: You take care.

Nikki: Yep.

Neil: All right.

Next on "The Young and the Restless"...

Fenmore: Where's Summer?

Sharon: Why? What's going on?

Fenmore: I think she's in trouble.

Paul: Fen just made one hell of a mistake.

Jack: Victor has something on you, doesn't he? What is it?!

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