Helen telling Philip that she wants to go into a nursing home.
Libby telling Cheryl that Darren knows he's given her a rough time.
Danni slapping Debbie.
Steve and Danni sit down at a table at Chez Chez and Steve tells Danni that if people knew what Debbie had said, they would have been cheering Danni on. Danni, however, sighs that as far as everyone's concerned, she slapped Debbie without any reason at all. Steve tells her that tonight was the opening of her shop; it's not the Masquerade Ball. Danni exclaims that she still shouldn't have done it. Steve smiles that he didn't know she had so much passion – and there he was worried about her going up against other designers! He adds that people will forget what happened tonight. Danni, however, says they won't – not completely.
Luke is ranting at Debbie that Danni hasn't changed; you can't just go round hitting friends. Debbie points out that they *did* turn up to rub Danni's nose in it, but Luke retorts that he was going out with Danni up until a week ago; he should be able to go to her opening. He sighs that Danni's let everyone down, including herself. Debbie comments that Danni's got him really wound up, hasn't she? Luke muses that she always does.
Mal and Shona walk into the coffee shop, talking about the film they've just seen. Libby is sitting alone at a table but leaves them to it and heads out. Mal and Shona sit down and Shona comments that she thinks Libby has problems with Darren. Mal, however, tells her that he knows for a fact that there's nothing wrong. Shona then asks him if he'll be working at the school tomorrow and Mal nods that he will. Shona smiles that she likes spending time with him! Mal tells her that they have to spend *some* time apart or they'll have nothing left to say to each other. Shona just smiles that they can say the same things over again!
A car pulls up outside No. 22 and Danni and Steve climb out. Luke and Debbie are heading up the street after going for a walk and Debbie takes Luke's hand in hers, pointedly.
Danni and Steve walk into No. 22, Danni ranting about Luke and Debbie staring at her. Steve, however, tells her that they're not important. Danni says gratefully:
DANNI: Thank you – for everything. You've been really patient.
STEVE: Well, it's easy when you're in love.
DANNI (startled): What?
STEVE: Come on, Danni, you must've realised by now how I feel.
Steve leans in to kiss her, but Danni pushes him away, saying she's not sure. Steve presses that there's only one way to find out... He leans in again and this time Danni doesn't refuse...
Philip is working at the desk in the lounge room when the front door opens and Luke and Debbie come in. Debbie asks Luke if he's still going to the hospital to see Helen tomorrow and Luke says he is. He heads off and Debbie asks her father what he's working on. He tells her that it's the accounts for Roz; he'd forgotten how much work was involved in looking after a company's paperwork! He offers Debbie a cuppa and asks how the party was. Debbie tells him:
DEBBIE: A total and complete disaster.
PHILIP (surprised): What happened?
DEBBIE: Danni attacked me.
PHILIP (frowns): She *what*?
DEBBIE: She slapped me.
PHILIP (aghast): She *hit* you?
DEBBIE: She dumped Luke to go out with this guy, Steve George, and when *I* turned up with Luke it was too much for her.
Philip comments that Danni must be out of her tree – and he knows Steve George reasonably well; he's dealt with his agency before; and he knows Tessa. Debbie queries:
PHILIP: Tessa George. His wife.
The next morning, Mal is having breakfast when there's a knock on the front door and he opens it to Shona. She goes to kiss him, but he sighs that he thought they'd agreed to spend some time apart. Shona, however, tells him that she figured out why he said that and she's not sick of him at *all*! Mal sighs heavily. He then tells Shona that he's got the books to do first, so he's not going to school yet. Shona mutters that she'll be early, then. She heads off, leaving Mal looking slightly fed up.
Debbie is talking on the ‘phone in the lounge room quietly, as Philip's in the kitchen. She asks for Steve George, but the person on the other end tells her that he's not there. Debbie says to the person that she must be *Mrs.* George. She then adds that there's no message. There's a knock on the front door and Philip goes and opens it to Luke. Debbie hangs up the ‘phone and asks Luke if he's come to see Helen. Luke smiles:
LUKE: Yeah, if you still think it's a good idea.
Philip tells him that Helen will be thrilled to see him.
Libby is telling Mal curtly that once Darren gets a chance to explain things in court, everything will get back to normal. Mal asks what will happen if things don't go his way. Libby exclaims angrily:
LIBBY: You think he's guilty, don't you?
Mal insists that he doesn't know; maybe it was just a spur- of- the- moment thing? Libby rants that she can't believe Mal would think Darren would risk another two years in jail over something as stupid as stealing a couple of CDs. She storms out, angrily.
Debbie and Luke arrive at the hospital and Debbie helps Helen sit up in bed. Luke places some flowers on the bed. Debbie asks her gran if she's been all right and Helen replies that she has *some* of the time. Luke says that when *he* stayed in hospital, he hardly slept at all: too many things to think about and too many strange noises. Helen comments that he's in remission now, isn't he? Luke smiles at her not to tell too many people, as it feels like he's tempting fate! Helen smiles:
HELEN: I'm glad you're on top of it.
LUKE: Hmm! It wasn't *always* like that. At first, I was feeling really hard done by, then I got really scared, and then I got angry – but not at the disease; I got angry at *myself*. I got close to giving up.
He adds that it's worth the fight: if you've got one person who cares what happens, you can't give up. Helen takes Debbie's hand and murmurs:
HELEN: That puts a lot of pressure on *me*, doesn't it!
Danni walks into the coffee shop and bumps into Philip, who comments that he heard she had an ‘interesting' time at the party last night. Danni murmurs that Debbie said something horrible about her and Luke and she just snapped. Philip points out that whatever Debbie said, she didn't deserve the response she got. He adds that Danni should go and find Debbie and sort things out. Danni, however, says she doesn't think she can face her again so soon. Philip tells her that with them living so close, they can't go on feuding forever.
Debbie and Luke arrive back at No. 26 and Debbie tells Luke that what he said to Helen was wonderful. There's suddenly a knock on the front door and Debbie opens it to Danni, who says she's come to apologise. Luke offers to leave them to it, but Debbie tells him to stay. Danni then says she's sorry about last night: she lost her temper and shouldn't have – and she shouldn't have slapped Debbie. Debbie thanks her for coming over. She suggests they put the whole thing behind them. Danni says she'd like that. She thanks Debbie and Luke and heads out. When she's gone, Luke tells Debbie that he's impressed! He heads off too, leaving Debbie looking thoughtful. After a few moments, she goes to a drawer in the kitchen and takes out a card. She then picks up the ‘phone, dials the number on the card and, when the call is answered, says:
DEBBIE: Hello. Mrs. George? My name's Debbie Martin – I called this morning to speak to your husband, Steve? ... Right, well, I know this isn't any of my business, but I thought that you'd like to know your husband is seeing a girl named Danni Stark.
Libby is sitting alone at a table in Chez Chez when Mal comes in and asks her if she's *living* there these days. He then apologises for the argument this morning, saying he was being hard on Darren. Libby sighs that he *couldn't* have done it, could he? She murmurs that she couldn't *stand* it if he went to jail. Mal warns her not to let it wreck Year 12, but Libby retorts that she doesn't *care* about that anymore. Mal tells her that Darren wouldn't want her to throw it away.
Sometime later, Mal is visiting Darren, talking on the ‘phone on one side of a pane of glass separating them. Darren is ranting that Libby's being *crazy*; school is *so* important to her. Mal asks what the chances are of him getting off this charge. Darren retorts that they're not much. Mal comments that Libby would have a long wait before things turn back to normal... He suggests that maybe next time Libby visits, Darren could try and change her mind about school. Darren muses:
DARREN: Have you ever been able to change your sister's mind about *anything*?
MAL: Look, you've got to try. If she's going to listen to *anyone*, it'll be you.
Helen is dozing when Philip pulls back the curtain to visit her. Her eyes open and she comments that she hears it's a nice day outside. Philip smiles that she seems to be a little bit better today and Helen tells him that she had some visitors earlier. Philip comments that he's glad they raised her spirits. He then tells her about his new job and how he enjoys being a Business Manager rather than an author. Helen then asks him if he's going to the Masquerade Ball, but Philip chuckles that he doesn't think it's really his scene! Helen smiles:
HELEN: Where's your sense of adventure?!
Philip laughs that she *is* feeling better. Helen tells him that he can thank Luke for that: he's a very inspiring young man. She then smiles that she's looking forward to going home. Philip asks if that means he doesn't have to talk her out of going into a nursing home. Helen declares that she's going to do everything she *used* to do – and when she does, she expects champagne!
Libby goes and picks up the ‘phone to talk to Darren. She smiles at him and tells him that she missed him; she can't wait until this is all over and forgotten about. Darren doesn't respond and Libby asks him if he's all right. Darren tells her:
DARREN: Not really.
LIBBY: What's wrong?
DARREN: There's something I haven't told you about what happened at the shop.
LIBBY: You *told* me what happened.
DARREN: Not all of it. There *was* a guy who left the shop before me. He didn't throw the CDs at me. I took ‘em.
LIBBY (hesitantly): I don't believe you...
DARREN: Well, you're gonna have to.
LIBBY (uncertainly): Why would you lie to me?
DARREN: I just thought it would make things easier. It wasn't that difficult – you pretty much heard what you *wanted* to hear.
LIBBY (demands): Why are you *saying* this?
DARREN: I just thought you should know the truth. You're a nice kid; I just shouldn't've strung you along for so long.
LIBBY (upset): You said you loved me...
DARREN: And you believed me. Proves you never really know someone, doesn't it...