It begins with Alison sleeping peacefully in Billy's bed after last night's successful date rape-seduction. She is awakened by the loud racket of romantic opera music being played in the next room, and when she opens her eyes, the first thing she sees is Billy, sidling into the room with some sort of deranged crab-ninja walk that he thinks makes him look sultry. The poor boy is dressed in his underwear and somehow imagines he's the picture of romance, and he's shlepping a white rose that he stole from some passing funeral bouquet. "Oh no, get away from me," Alison groans, oh no oh god now he's jumping on top of her and sticking the flower in her face and kissing her on her cheekbone and urrrgghh... I'm sorry, I got a little faint just then and had to go lie down for a couple of hours. I needed to collect my strength in order to deal with the next part, in which Billy groans to Alison that he's Rudolph Valentino, the greatest lover that ever lived, although the fake voice he's using sounds more like a cross between Fabio and Ricardo Montalban. She chuckles and gets out of bed as he urges her to "geev een to your pah-shun! Juan more kees, Juan more eem- brayz!" But who is Juan? Why does Billy want to... and the underwear... and that weird crab walk... okay, I'm sorry, I just needed someone to hold a spoon in my mouth for a while until I calmed down. Let's just get this over with. Alison ignores Billy and cries out when she sees how late it is. She places a call to Delayed & Deranged, where she tries to apologize to Amanda. Billy grabs the phone and tells Amanda that he and Alison are taking a day off to celebrate bringing in the Madge and Mabel account. Amanda protests, but Billy hangs up on her, like he's independently wealthy and doesn't need a paycheck to live. "That confirms it - you're insane!" Alison yells and wisely bolts the scene.

But Rudolph Valentino Junior just won't let it end, and he follows her out into the courtyard in his purple striped underwear. "You're scaring me! I don't know who you are anymore!" Alison yells as she goes upstairs to her own apartment. Billy loudly reminds her that he's the guy who made love to her "over and over" last night, and if Jake didn't poke his head out of the door at that moment, I would probably have to lie down again for a while after that line. Alison tells him it's way too soon to move in with him, and they're not even going to be a couple "until you're Billy again." And I never thought I'd want anyone in the world to be Billy, but after I've seen the crab-ninja walk, I've got to agree, almost anything seems like an improvement. "Just remember, you snooze, you lose," Billy yells, strutting back inside like his apartment is the secret cave of the erotically challenged pod people. Jake and Jo are left in the courtyard shaking their heads at this bizarre mating display.

Back at Peter's den, Peter and Alycia wake up with the worst brains of the day. Alycia looks despairingly at the pile of faked evidence they've created to skewer Bobby, and now she's having second thoughts, although, let's face it, she's hardly given first thoughts a whirl yet. She feels guilty that they're making Bobby look like everything he's struggled not to be, but Peter reassures her that at least they're getting something for their betrayal - she gets the cable company and he avenges his father's death. Somehow, that fails to satisfy Alycia's tattered conscience. She's worried that once this is over, Peter will disappear, and she wants him to promise that they'll get married. Peter manages to stifle a laugh and tells her with an almost straight face that nothing would make him happier. She puts the evidence in a manila envelope and licks half of the envelope, giving him the other half to lick. Then they melt into a kiss and put the envelope down without sealing it, so after sex they're probably going to have to go get another envelope to replace the dried-up one. I guess certain people haven't heard about conserving our natural resources.

Alison has clearly recovered from her concerns about being late to work, because she's spending the morning shmoozing with Jane in her dank garage. Jane whines about her upcoming fashion show, saying that Richard ripped off "my hottest line yet," which is strange, because I thought the only designs Richard stole were those shapeless zebra-print things. Jake wanders by and leans in the doorway, another refugee from the world of working for a living. Alison promises to help Jane sew her new designs. Jane is overwhelmed by Alison's offer of amateur assistance, and Alison finally decides it's time to head to the office for her crucial 11:00 coffee break. Jake gives Jane a warm hug, sympathetically murmuring that he wishes there were something he could do, because obviously, being the huge motorcycle stud that he is, he couldn't possibly offer to help sew.

Peter, fresh from his mid-morning boink with his new girlfriend, pops in to D&D to annoy his old girlfriend. He playfully tells her he was in the neighborhood to see his new accountant, but she can always tell when he's lying -- "Your nose grows!" No, really, it's an adorable scene. At least Rudy Valentino isn't around. Random Flunky #3 comes by and hands Amanda some files, which Amanda announces are her executed contracts from Bobby. She informs Peter that she's the first member of the board of directors of Bobby's cable company, so now they'll be working together and sharing everything, including their underwear. Peter's eyes glaze over as he realizes what he's done to Amanda, and he snaps out of it long enough to split and ponder his next move.

Kimberly and Michael are on their honeymoon at a fancy hotel that looks a little like the building Alison's detox program was in. Kimberly twitches in her sleep like a dog as she dreams of her auto accident, her big ol' scar, and blowing up Melrose. She jerks awake and tells Michael that she's had a nightmare. "Was I in it?" Michael asks, setting himself up for such an obvious joke that even I can't bring myself to make it. She feels a little shaken since things have been moving so fast for them - which is odd, because in Melrose years, their half-hour engagement was practically out of a Jane Austen novel. Then the phone rings, and it's Sydney, who's decided, hey, who needs dignity? I won't move on, I won't try to make something of my life, I'll just be the Pesky Kid Sister who won't go away. Sydney claims that there's a medical emergency and Michael has to come home immediately. She gives Michael a patient's name out of her Rolodex, and Michael coldly informs Syd that Mrs. Dupree died two months ago. He hangs up on her face, which is better than she deserves.

Peter charges into the office for the first time in days, and asks for messages. Sydney chirps that she doesn't take messages anymore, now that she's the new office manager. (So who's answering the phone at Burns- Mancini these days, Sydney's imaginary friend Hildegarde? Their patients must be thrilled.) Peter slams his office door on her and places a call to Don Pierce at KRW-3 News, your source for bus accident footage in the greater Los Angeles area. Peter, who's been watching too many John Grisham movies, wraps a handkerchief around the receiver so that Don won't recognize his voice, which he's never heard before in his life. Don has just received Peter and Alycia's envelope, and he's pleased as punch - like any responsible journalist, Don is just as fond of anonymous, unsubstantiated and libellous information as the next guy. Peter tells Don that he can't run the story because it will affect innocent people, which just makes Don salivate even more. "Well, that's their problem," Don shrugs. "A story this good blows my way, I air it regardless." And that must be true; I've seen KRW's newscast, and their lead stories for the last three days have been that it was probably going to rain, that it was definitely going to rain, and that it didn't end up raining after all. These are the proverbial Guys with a Nose for News. Peter totally loses control of himself and begs Don not to run the story, but Walter Cronkite won't be moved. The story will run at eleven. Peter leans back in his chair and wonders if maybe he could talk to the clock and beg time to stop running forward.

At Richard Hart Designs, Jo's back on the manic side of the mood swing, and she excitedly shows Richard her plans for a jungle runway to match his new Tarzan line, including palm trees, tiki torches and - wait for it - an active replica of a volcano. She insists this Prom Dance From Hell will make the fashion world sit up and take notice, and boy, ain't that the truth, I can hear Donna Karan laughing from here. Bewildered, Richard says, "Let's forget about the runway for one second," as if anyone could forget that disaster waiting to happen. It's like trying to forget Billy's Rudolph Valentino impression. He asks her where this is coming from - ten minutes ago, she was accusing him of stealing Jane's designs, and now she's taking charge of the project. Jo mumbles something about having to do it, saying, "I'm really lousy at just sitting around doing nothing." I think you're selling herself short, honey; you're great at sitting around doing nothing. At least you've got to be better at that than you are at designing runways. Richard gratefully kisses her and approves her volcano idea, proving once again that on Melrose Place, love isn't just blind, it's impenetrably tasteless. Richard leaves for a meeting, which is Jake's cue to stop lurking around the building like a stalker and come in and confront Jo. He starts babbling about Jane, which is Jo's clue that he hasn't come in to audition as a monkey for the George of the Jungle fashion show prom. He says Jane needs an even shot, and she needs the names of some people to sew and cut Jane's designs, as if moving into the garage has suddenly made her forget every contact she ever had in the fashion business. "You always were a sucker for the underdog," Jo smiles.

It's late in the evening, and Amanda is snuggling in front of the television with Mr. Mook, but Billy shows up to talk business. Billy's taken the day off of work today to sit around and watch the Home Shopping Network, but apparently at eleven pm he rises like the Vampire Junior Ad Exec to do some late-night salary negotiations. He tells Amanda that he hears he's been assigned to the Midline Airways pitch, and he's brought over a folder just chock full of account-winning ideas. He tells her that Midline is the biggest account they've ever seen, and if he lands the account with his brilliant ideas, what does he get in return? "You get to keep your job," she snaps. He tells her that's what he thought, and now he's going to where he goes from now on - to the highest bidder. Amanda would be better off just closing the door behind him, but she jumps at that folder like a dog who hasn't eaten all day. He says that he wants her promise - if he lands this account, she'll double his salary. "What about Alison?" she asks, and he tells her to forget about Alison; these are his ideas. She gives her word, as if that's ever been worth anything. Satisfied, he leaves her the magic folder. After he's gone, she's amazed to find that his folder of "brilliant ideas" is just blank paper. Shaking her head at his completely unearned chutzpah, she returns to her enormous medical experiment of a boyfriend, then glances up at the television. Apparently, Amanda's television was made by the Professor from Gilligan's Island, because as soon as she looks up, there's good ol' Don Pierce, the piercing voice of KRW-3, babbling on about Bobby bribing Senator Wilcox for a cable license, which is of such crucial interest to the Los Angeles populace that Don decided to bump the piece on America declaring war on Venus. Bobby frowns in deep thought, wondering how he can be on television when he's sitting right there in his living room. "That's a bunch of lies" is Bobby's only comment, and he's so overcome with emotion that he has to get up off the couch.

The next morning, every reporter in LA has nothing better to do than descend on Amanda like jackals, clogging the busy halls of D&D. Amanda has decided she needs to make a good impression on camera, so she's worn her reflective silver spacewoman-of-the-future blouse. She feeds the hungry media hounds a vague statement that she knows absolutely nothing, which, coming from a businesswoman in a metallic silver blouse, is oddly convincing. Peter pulls his appearing-out-of-nowhere trick and gently guides Amanda to the back stairs, where they make their escape.

At Wilshire, Matt and Alan discuss Alan's wedding plans, which Matt is putting up with, for some reason. Alan promises that the wedding will be over soon, and then they'll be able to get back to the transparent lie that is their normal, everyday life. Matt says he wants this all to be over, and asks Alan to go away with him. Alan promises that he will, after the honeymoon. This last bit of information is news to Matt, and Alan waves it away, saying that it's just another photo op. David, who is circling this relationship like the original gay vulture, pops up out of a trap door in order to make some snide remarks about the wedding. Alan tells David to mind his own business, although as far as I can see, David's entire life revolves around Alan and Matt's problems. This seems more like David's business than Alan's, frankly. Not worried about discussing this in front of his competition, Alan asks Matt to come to his bachelor party tomorrow night: "I can't get through this without you." Alan takes off for some faux heterosexual event, and David jokes, "I know, you can jump out of the cake dressed like Ethel Merman," which would be really funny if this were the 1970's and gay men still dressed like Ethel Merman. I hope you've enjoyed this riveting scene because it's the only time Matt appears in the entire episode.

There must not be anything on TV this morning, because Alison manages to struggle in to work along with the rest of the ad drones, just in time to find Billy the Self-appointed Advertising Dynamo telling everyone he can find that they're going to work until they drop to come up with an earth-shattering campaign for Midline Airways, the campaign which is supposed to be driven by his own personal genius. And shouldn't that be Midway Airlines? I'm sorry; that's been bothering me this whole episode. Then Billy starts examining the personnel files for Brooks & Enwright, D&D's main competitor for the Midline account. Alison asks what Billy needs to know; Midline is the best agency in town, which I guess means that they don't suggest to senior-citizen ice cream peddlers that they drive around on motorcycles. Billy says he has something up his sleeve that will clinch the account.

That night, Alison joins the slaves Jane's imported from Mexico to help finish her line. Jake and Alison compliment Jane on her "bold, bright" new line, but Jane has a sudden attack of reality and realizes that her designs are old and worthless, her hair is a mess, and she's working out of a garage, for God's sake. She decides to cancel the show, which she could have done two weeks ago if she'd wanted to spare everyone from sewing her dresses together. "I can't go out there with a bunch of half-baked notions," Jane moans, although that certainly doesn't seem to be slowing Richard down at all. Jake clutches her to his chest, hoping that his manly presence can make Jane forget her troubles.

The Brooks & Enwright personnel files Billy was studying must list the ad executives' favorite bars, because Billy finds his way to the Mardi Gras Happy Hour where a pretty female B&E rep is sucking down booze in a desperate attempt to forget she works in advertising. He introduces himself, and says they're going head-to-head for the Midline account tomorrow morning. He knows Brooks & Enwright is going to get the account; D&D is okay, but they're small, and B&E is the best. After all, they came up with that incredible slogan for KRW-3, "Your Eye on the Fast-Paced World of Cable Licensing." Ad Babe encourages Billy to quit and come work for B&E. Ghoulishly looking him up and down, she tells him they're always looking for "ballsy, good-looking young reps," so their responsible hiring practices must be just like every other company on Melrose Place. He tells her he'll fax her his resume, he just needs to know where to send it - her place or his?

So before you know it, Billy and the Ad Babe are in bed, and it looks pretty much like every job interview _I've_ ever had. In the warm afterglow of hot Campbell love, they discuss the Midline ad campaign, so I guess they've been talking about advertising the whole time they've been shtupping. Who says advertising people don't know how to have fun? He asks what B&E is planning for Midline, and she admits that it's just a retread of the same campaign they did for Comwest five years ago. When you're a big firm, you can get away with doing the same thing over and over, and Billy ought to find that familiar - his character's been doing the same thing over and over for the last three years. Then she leans over and whispers those magic words every boy dreams of hearing: "Don't take this the wrong way, but you're not planning on spending the whole night, are ya?" Grateful for the chance to escape, he practically jumps out of bed, stopping off in the bathroom to triumphantly admire himself in the mirror, as if he expects his reflection to congratulate him on a job well done.

Amanda and Peter have somehow spent the whole day sitting in a parked car on a vacant lot. Don't ask me; I just summarize this stuff, I don't pretend to know what goes on between scenes. They're met by Lou Chandler of the Cable Commission, who seems to be the Columbo of the cable world but in reality is just the doofus who used to do those silly Dr. Pepper commercials back in the '70's. Peter called him and asked for his help, and he assures Amanda that the boys down at the Cable Commission were expecting Bobby to pull something shady for a long time. Apparently cable licensing is more devious than I thought. And all this time I've been selecting my cable provider based on who carries the Cartoon Network; if only I'd known they'd been holding secret meetings in parked cars. Dr. Pepper Guy says that putting Amanda on the board of directors was just Bobby's way to have someone else to blame. Lou asks Amanda to testify against Bobby in front of the board, which I guess is some kind of a big deal. Do cable licensing boards have the power to put people in jail now? I don't think I understand this industry. Amanda is hesitant, but Peter says that Amanda will be happy to do it. Lou leaves, and Amanda complains that Bobby knew how important it was that he was clean. "You don't break the law figuring you're going to get caught," Peter says, and he should know. Amanda says she hates being lied to, which is just one of those quirky character traits that set her apart from the rest of us. She asks Peter what she should do, and he urges her to leave everything to him. After all, he's arranged for her to hide in a parked car in the middle of nowhere; what more could she want?

Sydney is standing in the beach house driveway looking like Mary Poppins with her full-length, black, vinyl raincoat and matching umbrella (fully extended) when Michael and Kimberly pull up in their very dry car which is still sporting the "Just Married" decorations. Michael and Kimberly decide to just ignore Syd and proceed to walk the path to the house, but Sydney trots along behind them with her umbrella now turned inside-out and spewing some nonsense about how "the entire office is in jeopardy!" and I rarely watch "Jeopardy!" but I highly doubt they have a category called "The Dysfunctional Business Practices of Wilshire Medical Center". Michael stops at the front door and scoops up his new bride, insuring that Kimberly's feet come within inches of Sydney's face. Kimmy shouts, "Weeeeeee!" as Michael carries her over the threshold and, once inside, pays for her "Mikey Ride" by sticking her tongue down his throat. Sydney, who has invited herself inside, observes this and asks, "How insensitive can you get?" as if disrupting a honeymoon will win Sydney awards in the sensitivity department. Michael throws Sydney out and, when he turns back to Kimberly, sees her bent over the edge of the sofa holding the side of her head in much the same way she did last season right before one of those "Henry" episodes. Kimberly tells Michael that she almost fainted so the good doctor instructs her to sit down while he gets a glass of water for her.

Bobby and Alycia are in his kitchen discussing his current situation while numerous reporters loom around outside. Bobby tells Alycia he thinks not talking to the press only makes him look more guilty but, as his lawyer, she insists it best he keep quiet. When he inquires about his cable licenses, she informs him that they've been put on hold. And, as a finishing touch to this gift basket of bad news, Alycia tells Bobby that she thinks Amanda is talking to the FCC. Just then, Amanda herself magically appears stating, "the back door was open". When Bobby asks Amanda if she's gotten any of his messages, she tells him, "I've been laying low" and then shows her mistrust in Bobby by asking, "That is what one does in these situations, right?" Bobby tells Amanda he thinks his ex-"Rhoda"-father set him up because Amanda was on Bobby's Board of Directors. Amanda wants to know exactly why she was put on the Board to begin with and even suggests it was so he'd have "some attractive cellmate when the truth hit the fan" and I always thought it was something else that hit the fan. Bobby claims he's innocent and begs Amanda, "you gotta believe me". Amanda tells him cooly, "I wish I could" before turning and leaving so I guess this must mean that John Enos' contract is up soon.

At Midline Airways, Billy has started his gung-ho presentation but I had a hard time concentrating on what he was saying because of his terrible acting. As Billy shouts, "Let's take these guys into the FUTURE!" he hits the play button on his boombox and Alison starts the show. And, for as big an account as this is and for all the drama that Billy is adding to the pitch, you'd think he'd utilize a computer or, at the very least, a projector. The stone-faced Midline execs tell Billy, "We'll be in touch. But it's good - damn good" so obviously none of them has ever seen a computer either. As the D & D army exits the meeting (with their fearless leader, Billy Buttmunch, leading the way) the competition, headed by Evie the office skank, is on their way in. Evie and Billy briefly exchange pleasantries after which Alison asks Billy, "Do you know her?" to which Billy replies, "I might have bumped into her somewhere" which, if Billy had any friends to share it with, could be a good bar joke.

It's late and Peter is in his office staring at a chess board and massaging his temples as if to suggest he's trying to make a psychic connection to a dead chess expert. He hears the office door open and close and calls out, "Who's there?" Lucky for him it's Amanda and not some psycho with a gun. Amanda does her "Little Girl Lost" routine and tells Peter how stupid she feels for believing Bobby and then tells Peter, "I need to be held" and what she really needs is a good slap in the head. Peter obliges her and, as the 2 stand there hugging, Alycia walks in and sees them but leaves before either of them see her.

Jo has brought her "vision" to life as we see a big volcano behind a runway with palm trees and torches all around. Richard finds Jo backstage and gets reassurance that "they can do this". Out front, Jane and Jake arrive and Jane is wearing a long-sleeved, white nylon shirt with big ugly flowers on it so obviously now she's borrowing clothes from her sister. Jake tells Jane that "she doesn't have to do this" but Jane insists she does so she can "save face". As she slams down a glass of champagne, Jane tells Jake, "to forgive is better than to be really pissed off". She grabs another glass of champagne as the 2 take their seats. The volcano "explodes" and the show begins with an overweight man running around hollering and twirling his fire baton. The models then take the runway as Jo stands behind a "tree" taking pictures. Jane starts counting aloud to Jake all the designs that she created by pointing and saying, "mine... mine... mine..." After awhile, Jane decides she can't stand anymore of this and heads for the restroom. But instead of going to her destination, she grabs yet another glass of champagne and hides behind one of the curtains. As she tilts her head back to finish off *this* glass, she discovers a sprinkler directly above her. Knowing that the volcano can be blamed, she grabs a nearby torch and, raising it to the sprinkler, sets the whole fire alarm sprinkler system off. As the water showers down on everyone, Jane stands with her head tilted up, thoroughly enjoying what she has just done. She looks back at the crowd just in time to see Richard run down the runway and fall on his ass. She goes back to enjoying her "shower" so either she likes being a pyromaniac or she really needed a bath.

Peter comes to work and discovers Alycia waiting for him in his office. After throwing a paperweight at him, Alycia starts screaming about how she did some research and found out that Peter's father was never involved with the Parezi's. She goes on to say that she knows Peter only wanted to get Amanda back and that he used Alycia to do it. When Peter asks her where she got this information, Alycia informs him how she saw he and Amanda hugging the previous evening. Peter is stunned silent, so Alycia takes this opportunity to inform him of her terms: When Bobby collapses, Alycia gets 100% of the cable company and Peter has to secure investors for her; Peter is to continue "servicing" Alycia both socially and in the bedroom; and Peter is to stay away from Amanda. When Peter asks what will happen if he doesn't agree to her terms, Alycia threatens to tell Amanda that Peter setup Bobby since all paper trails point back to him (Peter). After sealing their "deal" with a forced kiss, Alycia reminds Peter that "Amanda is off-limits" before leaving.

Jane walks out of her apartment and, as she passes by Jo's apartment, overhears Jo and Richard having an argument about the water-logged fashion show. Richard insists all the hoopla wasn't necessary as "the dresses can speak for themselves". Jo tells him she thinks they should have just been honest about who designed them but Richard still denies he stole Jane's designs. A smug looking Jane walks on.

At D & D, Amanda is rounding everyone up so they can all be part of the incoming phone call from Midline. Her conversation is brief and it appears that they didn't get the account when Amanda says quietly, "We got it". Everyone cheers and Amanda congratulates Billy and informs him he got his raise. Overhearing this, Alison asks what they're talking about, but Billy tells her flatly, "I really don't like discussing my salary with co-workers." Just then, Evie comes marching down the hall and slaps Billy across the face. As Billy's left hand goes to his cheek, we see that he's still wearing his wedding ring which really makes no sense, especially considering that A)he was getting a divorce when his wife DIED, B)he's in love with Alison and publically asked her to be with him and C)he just boffed a complete stranger so I think it's time someone reminded Andrew to remove his wedding band when he goes to work. Anyway, Evie is mad and tells Billy that the only reason he slept with her was to steal their strategy. As she storms off, Billy says, "anything for the account" and then goes into an office and high-fives 2 guys so dorky they must be related to Pool Boy.

Amanda returns home and, much to her surprise, is greeted by Peter who has been waiting in the shadows for her. Peter tells Amanda he needs to talk to her so she invites him in and offers him a drink. Peter tells Amanda he thinks Alycia is the one who set Bobby up since "she wants the cable company all to herself". Peter tells Amanda that "this is all supposition" and that they can't be seen together. When Amanda asks, "I thought you were in love with her" Peter informs her, "No... I love you... I always have". He then turns and leaves.

As Peter is leaving the complex, Billy is coming in. Billy, who is drunk and carrying an unopened champagne bottle, greets Peter with a big, "Hey, Peter!" and I never realized what great friends these 2 were. Motioning to his bottle, Billy tells Peter, "I'm in Fat City! Whatdya think about that?" Peter, who could obviously care less, says, "Well as long as you're not driving" and then tries to leave. But Billy grabs him and tells him, "Excuse me, but I've got a date with a very attractive young lady." Peter, who has never had this much dialogue with another male actor on the show besides Michael, looks kinda surprised by all this and tells Billy, "Good... Good..." before trying again to leave. Billy, who has been subdued thus far in the conversation, suddenly slaps Peter on the arm and says emphatically, "All the best!" before quickly turning and briskly walking towards Alison's apartment. Once there, he starts knocking loudly on her door but she won't answer. He starts yelling to her how they're going to celebrate as he starts to undo the foil on the bottle and I guess in his stupidity he forgot that Alison DOESN'T DRINK. Alison is inside reading the back section of a magazine (ordering toys perhaps?) and continues to ignore him, even when Billy reminds her of his earlier statement "You snooze, You lose". He knocks one more time and then very matter-of-factly says,"OK. You lose" and walks down to his apartment. Inside his own apartment, Billy sits down on the coffee table and opens the champagne by holding the bottle unangled and removing the cork straight up. As the champagne foams all over his lap, he smiles and giggles like a 3-year-old playing in mud. He disregards the glass he picked up and takes a big swig directly from the bottle before haphazardly setting the bottle down on the coffee table. The bottle falls to the floor and, as its contents come gurgling out, Billy recalls a scene from yesteryear when he and Alison were first getting together. Judging from the look on his face, he's either really really remorseful for his behavior or he's going to be sick from the alcohol.

--written by Danny and Stacie

Jane's stint as a pyromaniac is caught on film and Jo uses the photograph to get Jane to hire Richard as a consultant; when Amanda won't let Bobby in her apartment, he breaks down the door.