Marlene and Cheryl looking at the ‘For Sale' sign outside No. 22. Cheryl worrying about whether the house will sell.
Scouse telling Jo that he and Stonie would like to play at Chez Chez.
Angie almost whacking the possum- catcher. The possum- catcher apparently taking a shine to her!
The ‘intruder' asks Angie if she greets *every* possum- catcher this way! Angie smiles that she didn't know what sort of wild beast was up there! She asks him how he got in the house and the man replies that Toadie let him in. Angie explains that that's her son. The man comments that a bloke that age couldn't *possibly* be her son! He then tells her that he reckons she's got a couple of gorillas living in the roof! He hands over a card and adds:
MAN: ‘Pick Mick – to get rid of your possums quick!'
The man tells Angie to hang onto it: it's got his ‘phone number on it...!
Outside No. 22
Cheryl is holding Lolly as she talks on the ‘phone to a real estate agent, asking why No. 22 isn't selling. She tells the agent to put their best hotshot salesman onto the case, otherwise she'll find an estate agent who *will*. She joins Marlene, who suggests to Cheryl that she just let the salesman do his business and sell it. Cheryl sighs that she just wants it *over*. Marlene says sympathetically:
MARLENE: We all miss Lou...
CHERYL: It's bad enough that I have to put a piece of my life up for sale.
MARLENE: Look, you're selling bricks and mortar. Your memories you *keep*.
Billy is typing on the computer and he saves the file: it's a flyer for ‘B & T's Babysitter's Club'. Toadie is walking around the lounge room, bouncing a football. Billy suggests that they put on the flyer that they're economical. He prints out the ad and shows it to Toadie. Toadie tells him to go over to see Cheryl tonight to see if she'll let them babysit Lolly.
Mick finishes a plate of food in the kitchen and tells Angie that she's a good cook. Angie smiles that you can't have a man going without his brekkie. Mick nods:
MICK: Not when it's home- cooked.
ANGIE: The missus doesn't cook?
MICK: Oh sure. She's fantastic – wherever she is.
MICK: I only hope that new husband of hers puts on a lot of weight!
Angie pours some tea as Mick smiles that it's about six years since he copped a rolling pin in the noggin! He adds that he hopes Angie's husband appreciates her. Angie tells him that her husband's on the barges up at Port Keats – and before that he was in the trucking game. Mick remarks that it must get lonely... Angie tells him that she runs a little coffee shop; it keeps her off the streets. Mike muses:
MICK: Well, we wouldn't want to have you on the streets now, would we?!
Cheryl – holding Lolly – opens the front door of No. 24 to a young man who introduces himself as Steve George from Erinsborough Commercial & Residential. He explains that he's the hotshot to work on her property. Cheryl muses:
CHERYL: Exactly what age are they training you guys at these days?!
Steve ignores this and says he understands the property is No. 22 Ramsay Street. Cheryl smiles that she's sure he's very talented, enthusiastic and will go a long way, but she needs somebody with a lot of experience. Steve, however, tells her that last quarter he sold more properties for more money than any other agent by a mile; he's the current Agent of the Year and he's a walk- up certainty to win it again *this* year. He hands over his card and Cheryl comments that she hopes he can sell *her* house – and quickly.
Toadie is behind the counter. Angie is serving a customer at a table when Mick comes in. Angie smiles at him and asks him what brings him in there. Mick explains that he's doing a job across the road. He then asks if there's any chance of a pie and chips. Angie grins that that's Kev's favourite. Mick queries:
TOADIE (chips in): My dad.
MICK: Oh yeah – working on the barges, up north. Well, good luck to him.
Toadie looks at his mother warily as Mick asks her to come and join him. Angie sits down at a table with him.
Steve George is telling Cheryl that there's a buyer out there for every property and he intends to find the right one for hers; they'll put the property to auction – he'll drop off a sales plan this evening. He heads out, leaving Cheryl sighing heavily.
It's evening- time. Mick climbs down a ladder and tells Angie that there aren't any possums in the roof – but there aren't any in his traps either – so he'll have to have another look in a couple of hours... which puts him at a loose end for a while... Angie suggests that he can check the traps he's got in other roofs. Mick, however, tells her that it's too early for them – and he asks her if she wants a drink. Angie says she can't. Mick asks what the problem is. Angie tells him:
ANGIE: Well, it's no problem as such... It's just that, well, I hardly know you.
MICK: It wasn't a problem at *lunch*.
ANGIE: That was different. This is more like...
MICK: Like what?
ANGIE: Oh, I don't know. Like a *date*.
MICK (laughs): Oh, that's not so bad. I mean, there's nothing Kev needs to lose any sleep over.
ANGIE: I know – and it's very kind of you – but I do have a prior engagement.
Mick asks what's on and Angie tells him that she's going to see her son do a musical performance. Mick remarks that it sounds pretty upmarket. Angie smiles proudly that he's at uni. Mick muses that he'll just have to catch up with her another time. With that, he heads out, leaving Angie looking worried.
Cheryl opens the front door to Billy and asks what she can do for him. Billy tells her that it's about a new business he's set up – with a partner... Cheryl comments that she hears a sales pitch coming on! Billy tells her that she needs their business: babysitting. He hands Cheryl a flyer and she reads:
CHERYL: ‘B & T's Babysitter's Club'. Who's the ‘T'?
BILLY (hesitantly): T? Well, that would be, um—
CHERYL: Look, it doesn't matter anyway because Lolly goes to crèche or gets sat by her nanny, like she will tonight.
She then thanks Billy for the offer and smiles that she didn't know he was so interested in kids!
Toadie serves Steve George with a drink and Steve tells him:
STEVE: You're a scholar and a gentleman – unlike your brother...
TOADIE: Come again?
STEVE: You'd be Shane Rebecchi's little brother, wouldn't you? Used to turn up at the footy with all the family.
TOADIE: Yeah. How do you know Shane?
STEVE: Well, played footy against Shane at school. Used to give each other a bit of a thrashing.
TOADIE: Did you used to play for Eden Hills?
STEVE: Yeah, that's right.
Steve then introduces himself and Toadie does likewise. Toadie comments to Steve that he did all right to recognise him after all this time! Steve smiles that he never forgets a face – it's a knack he's developed in his line of work. Toadie asks Steve what he does and Steve replies that he's in real estate. He asks Toadie what *he* does and Toadie tells him that he wants to be a stockmarket whizz – when he gets out of school. Steve then tells Toadie that he's looking to make his first million before he's 25. Toadie smiles:
TOADIE: The way *I'm* going, I'll looking at my first 25 before I'm a million!
Changing the subject, Steve asks what *Shane* ended up doing. Toadie's face drops.
Angie is sitting at a table when Mick walks up and asks her if she's changed her mind about her son's musical performance. Angie, looking embarrassed, tells him that Chez Chez is where he's playing – he's due on any minute, but she doesn't think he's there yet. She then asks Mick to join her – seeing as he's here anyway. Mick smiles and accepts. He sits down and Angie tells him that she's sorry. Mick, however, insists that it doesn't matter – and he wouldn't go out with him either, since he couldn't catch a single possum! Angie remarks:
ANGIE: You *knew* those possums wouldn't be in the traps, didn't you.
MICK: Yeah. Yeah, it was far too early for them. I did it on purpose, though.
ANGIE (coyly): To see me?
MICK (laughs): Yeah! Stonie's not my type!
ANGIE: Why me?
MICK: Because I like you. It's not often you get to meet a kindred spirit. There's nothing wrong with that, is there?
ANGIE: Nothing at all!
Cheryl walks over and asks them what they're drinking. Stonie runs in at that moment with a couple of drums and asks if Scouse is there. Cheryl asks:
CHERYL: *Should* he be?
STONIE: Well, yeah. We're the act.
Cheryl frowns and asks *what* act. Stonie tells her that they played there last night; Jo booked them. Cheryl frowns that she had no right to. Angie asks if she isn't part- owner or something. Cheryl retorts:
CHERYL: The *silent* part – and I do *mean* silent.
She then tells Stonie that she's sorry, but they're cancelled.
Outside No. 28/Ramsay Street
The next morning, Marlene is knocking on the front door of No. 28, but there's no answer. She then spots Billy and Toadie in the street, playing with a ball, and she calls out to them that they're just the people she wanted to see: she wants to hire Billy to do some babysitting for her. Billy smiles that he's all hers. Marlene tells him that she wants a safe place to leave Louise. Toadie grins:
TOADIE: Safe? That's us!
MARLENE (warily): *Us*?
Billy says quickly that Toadie may as well come for the ride. Marlene says she's got to get to the dentist – her tooth is killing her. She adds that everything's at her place and Cheryl's at the pub if they need her. She hands over her keys and tells the boys that they'll talk about money when she gets back. With that, she walks off. Toadie starts fussing over Louise in her pushchair.
Angie is at the bar with Cheryl, helping her take down chairs from on top of the tables and saying she's curious: Stonie's got a lot of talent, and Cheryl said herself that she's the one in charge... Cheryl replies that she admits that she may have over- reacted last night, but things have been a bit tense round there lately. Angie asks her if she'll re- think. Cheryl, however, says:
CHERYL: Well, no. Tell Stonie that it's nothing personal; it's just business ethics.
ANGIE: You're afraid of losing face to Jo, is that it?
CHERYL (sharply): Angie, can we please stop this?
Angie shrugs that she doesn't want a feud. Changing the subject, Cheryl asks Angie who her friend was last night. Angie tells her that Mick's getting the possums out of her ceiling. Cheryl remarks that he seemed like a nice guy and Angie nods that he certainly is. Cheryl asks:
CHERYL: Known him long?
ANGIE: Mick's the sort of bloke you feel like you've known all your life.
CHERYL: Special sort, then.
ANGIE: Something like that. There's nothing going on, though.
CHERYL: Of course not!
ANGIE: No. It's just nice having a bit of attention, what with Big Kev being away so much. There' no hanky- panky or anything.
CHERYL: Oh. The thought never crossed my mind!
Billy is watching TV on the couch as Toadie stands with a football, saying that once they get a record, people will be queuing up for them. He goes to get something to eat, smiling that Louise has been crying out for some chocolate cake or some biccies! Billy suddenly looks around and says:
TOADIE: Hey what?
BILLY: Where *is* Louise?
He can't find her and he runs to look in the bedrooms. Toadie insists that she can't just disappear. Billy returns from the bedroom area and exclaims:
BILLY: Toadie, she is not here. She's gone. Better check outside.
He peers through the window. Toadie goes to look outside, but then comes back and says in horror:
TOADIE: There's no sign of her, mate...