- Over at the Metro Court, Alan just wrapped up a meeting with someone when Lucy Coe came sauntering over to him. He knew she was in Port Charles, however, he did all he could to stay out of her way. Clearing his throat a little, he quickly greeted her, hoping their social visit would not be too long.

"Hello, Lucy," he said coolly. "I thought you would be out of Port Charles awhile ago."

"Oh, no, dear, Alan, I'm not going anywhere anytime soon. In fact, I might just decide to stick around for the long-term," she said in her best singsong voice, truly enjoying to Alan. "So, what brings you to the Metro Court? Get tired of staying in that mansion with that dull wife of yours?"

"I had a business meeting, Lucy. Subtlety has never been your strong suit," he replied dryly, loosening his tie. "I take it Monica and you had words?"

Sniffing haughtily, Lucy rolled her eyes at the word Monica. "I take that woman with a grain of salt. I still can't believe you two are still married. I mean, really Alan, neither of you ever seemed like you truly enjoyed being joined in 'holy matrimony'," she chirped, winking at Alan. "I thought the poor thing would have left a long time ago, having to deal with the likes of Tracy and old Eddie Quartermaine."

Trying not to laugh at the little insult, Alan held on to tightly to his briefcase. "Well, Lucy, it's been fun, 'catching up' but I need to get back to the hospital.

Grasping his arm, Lucy prevented him from leaving. "Why don't you sit with me at the bar and have a drink. I'm sure you won't be missed too much." When she noticed his hesitation, she smiled coyly. "I promise not to bring up Monica or anything else that involves her or your family. Oh dear, that will leave us very limited on subjects, now won't it?" Pulling him along, she led the way to the restaurant/bar.

All Alan could do was think, Why me?

- Elsewhere, Sarah picks up Cameron from the childcare center at the hospital and runs into Patrick.

"We need to stop meeting like this," Patrick Drake said, practically startling the young woman. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, but we have been running into each other quite a bit."

Relaxing a little, Sarah was pleased to see him. A smile played at her lips, knowing that his girlfriend, Robin, was out on a dinner date with her brother. "I would have thought you would be home or out on the town with Robin tonight," she said, purposely trying to see what his reaction would be.

Sighing a little, Patrick tried to forget about the little conversation he heard a few days prior between Robin and Steven. "Actually, Robin and I don't have any plans for the evening," he replied, not elaborating on anything more. "I just finished up my shift, and right now, all I can think about is getting home and crash."

Stroking her nephew's back, she remembered the name of the restaurant her brother was going to. She decides to take advantage of the situation. "Everybody needs to relax and unwind, Patrick. I was on my way home to take Cameron back home. After that, I was thinking about going out to dinner," she pressed on. "Maybe you'd like to join me, that is if Robin doesn't mind. You know, in fact, you can bring her too if you'd like." She definitely was stirring up some trouble, but did not see what was so wrong in having a casual meal with someone.

"Well, if I accept your offer, which sounds good right about now, I would be coming alone. Robin had her own plans for this evening." Even he noticed the edge in his voice when he mentioned her being out. "You know what; I don't feel much like cooking, so I'll accept your invitation."

Pleased that she accomplished her goal, she quickly wrote down the name of the restaurant.

"Well, I better take this little guy home, and meet you at the MetroCourt," she said, walking to the elevator. When the doors opened and she got in, all she could do was smile as the doors closed.

- Meanwhile at Bobbie’s, she awakens from her nap covered in sweat. She calls out for Noah, but remembers he went back to his apartment to pick up some belongings. As she slowly makes her way downstairs, she heads to the cabinet to grab a can of soda and finds a bottle of Whiskey she had hidden in the back. She grabs the big bottle with a firm grip and places it on the table. She’s done this many a time before. You know, grab a bottle, sit it on the table and stare at it for hours, telling herself she won’t take a drink only to cave in the end. It would be so easy for her to just put her mouth to the bottle, slowly swallowing the liquid as it burns her throat. She feels horrible for what happened to Brandon, especially since she was responsible for it. Man….alcohol looks good right now.

On the next Port Charles: Endgame
-Sarah and Steven are both pleased with the chaos they stir up for Robin and Patrick