Vikki thanks Billy for talking her into bringing the kids to the park.
Nick and Sage dance and kiss by candlelight. Wait for the clown and balloons, Nick jokes. Sage only ever wanted to feel safe – nothing felt solid after her parents died. Even with Constance, she was the outsider. Nick decides it’s time to take the next step. he shocks Sage by dropping to one knee to propose. Sage looks terrified.
We just started living together, Sage points out. Nick thinks they belong together. In tears, Sage accepts the proposal ~hug~
Still in Victor’s office, Ashley assures Abby that Victor hasn’t made peace with Jack – this truce is a lie. Your Father was playing us just now. Dad loves you – you probably still love him. Ashley has no love or respect for Victor. It took her years – she knows who he is. Abby knows who Ben is. Nobody’s perfect, not even Ben, Ashley leaves her to worry.
Noah’s bolted at the mention of Marisa meeting Victor – Summer’s left to defend her grandpa to Kevin. He wouldn’t have a part in killing my husband and Noah’s fiancee. Snowflake marches off – she’ll look for the real killer. Mariah’s left to ask if the sketch is really Marco. Absolutely not, Kevin says.
Noah wastes no time confronting Marisa on why she met Victor. OK – he told me to stay away from you.
At the club, Harding leaves a sketch for Victor – he’s dangerous – call if you see him. Victor’s left to eye the sketch. I thought you said he looks like Jack Abbott, Victor’s security guy says. He obviously doesn’t, Victor sees that as opportunity to find Marco before the cops do. And when we find him? Leave it to me, Victor orders.
Jack will find a way to even the score eventually – trust me. We can beat him – together. Jack loves Phyllis and wants what’s best for her. He was trying to protect her. Phyllis doesn’t blame Jack – one person must answer to this; she’ll see to it that he does.
Next: With all due respect Nikki, I think you’re drunk, delusional, or both, Phyllis snarls at Nikki …. If you’re having any doubts about our relationship, now’s the time to tell me, Dylan tells Sharon …. It is you – Jack? Isn’t it? Marisa isn’t quite sure who’s at her door.