Dorian, now back at home after having been kidnapped by Viki's alternate personality, Jean Randolph, is on the phone in her living room and trying to set up a date with an old med school classmate who is an expert in multiple personalities -- Dorian is hoping that she'll be able to get information from the classmate about how to handle Viki's DID going forward.

Her conversation is cut short, however, by the arrival of Blair. Dorian hastily finishes making the date and then hangs up the phone so she can greet Blair.

Blair: Hi, Dorian!
Dorian: Well, hello, Blair! My goodness, don't you, uh, look wonderful?
Blair: Well, thank you. And you don't look too shabby yourself!
Dorian: Thanks. You know, it is so good to see you, and I really am glad that you dropped by like this, but -- because I am very interested in finding out about your new business --
Blair: Uh-huh!
Dorian: -- and your new husband and all of that, but I am right in the middle of something.
Blair: Oh, well, don't worry -- this won't take long. I just wanted to bring you something from, um, Todd and me.
Dorian: (looking intrigued) Oh.

--end scene--

When the scene returns, Dorian is looking over a check that Blair has just given her.

Dorian: $200,000? Honey, that's how much I lent you to start your new business!
Blair: Yes, it was, and it was greatly appreciated, too. But -- I mean, now that Todd has money that -- we've decided to finance Melador ourselves.
Dorian: All right. It is your business...
Blair: Yes, it is!
Dorian: I gotta tell you, I really admire the speed with which you got your name printed on these checks.
Blair: Don't start, all right? For your information, it was Todd's idea to make it a joint checking account.
Dorian: Mm-hmm. Just like it was his idea for the two of you to get married?
Blair: Yes.
Dorian: Oh, Blair. I worry about you sometimes. I really do.
Blair: Well, don't. In fact, your niece here is doing just fine.
Dorian: (looking at Blair's new and expensive looking blue dress) So I see. And I'm really very happy about it. After all, yours is the only wedding gift I've received.
Blair: Oh, come on! Everybody knows why you married David Vickers!

Dorian is not amused.

Blair: Oh, look -- and I am not saying -- I mean, I think it's great! I mean, you're married, he can't testify against you, and you can't be faced with that murder charge again! Especially after that little incident that happened down at the police station -- the evidence room yesterday.

As Blair talks, she starts walking by Dorian's desk, and Dorian quickly steers her away to stop her from seeing the stack of psychology books she's been looking at. Though Blair does get a sneak peek at the books, she continues talking as if she didn't see them.

Blair: I read all about that in The Banner -- all over the place.
Dorian: You know, they might as well call that newspaper The Daily Liar. Clint Buchanan writes that article, prints it, makes it sound as if I'm responsible when, really, I had nothing to do with it.
Blair: Well, no, it didn't say that you were responsible. But it did say that the evidence that got your murder charge dropped is missing. You know, if that little diary isn't there, then they just can't reopen your case, now, can they?
Dorian: That's right.
Blair: (giggling) Oh, and that is so neat! But I would say that, uh -- (she drops her voice to a whisper) -- stealing evidence is a little bit risky, don't you think?
Dorian: (gravely) Blair, I had nothing to do with it.
Blair: Oh, excuse me, I think you did marry David, and the evidence is now missing! I think it's very, very obvious, Dorian.
Dorian: (yelling) Excuse me, I want you to stop making these accusations right now! Now, I told you I had nothing to do with it --
Blair: (talking over Dorian) "Nothing to do with it"!
Dorian: -- and I didn't!
Blair: Mm-hmm, right, right, right. Fine! Fine, Dorian, you had nothing to do with it. Just as long as everything turned out just like you wanted it. (seriously) Look, believe it or not, I -- I do care about you, too. But have a seat, because I have a very big question I want to ask you now.

Blair and Dorian both sit down on the couch.

Dorian: I can't wait.
Blair: Okay, this is it. You ready?
Dorian: Mm-hmm.
Blair: How much did David cost you?
Dorian: That is so tacky!
Blair: (laughing)
Dorian: David and I got married out of a mutual sense of respect.
Blair: Oh, please! Look, we are both big girls, Dorian! We both know that David was ready to jump through hoops to get to my husband's inheritance. So, the way I look at it is, I think you probably had to cough up plenty. (she fake coughs for emphasis) So, how much? Tell me! (giggling)
Dorian: All right. Since we're both "big girls," I have some advice for you. Watch your back.
Blair: What does that mean?
Dorian: Dear, you may be feeling very cozy now that Todd's millions are in a joint bank account. But the guy is very troubled, and he has a very troubled past. Now, my guess is that he is crazy in love with his beautiful new wife. (she clasps Blair's leg affectionately for emphasis) Mm! But I also guess that you don't love him very much at all.
Blair: I -- what's your point?
Dorian: Be careful. Things can turn ugly real fast. And remember that old saying -- a woman who marries for money pays for it the rest of her life.

--end scene--

Blair: I think you have my marriage confused with yours. See, I'm the one who's happy -- with a baby on the way.
Dorian: (shocked) Blair -- you're pregnant??
Blair: Mm-hmm!
Dorian: Really? (suddenly realizing something) Oh, I see.
Blair: (suspicious) You see what?
Dorian: That's how you got Todd to marry you.
Blair: (struggling to remain composed) We decided it was the best thing for the baby. That was long before either one of us knew about the inheritance, so get that little -- get the smirk off your face, all right? Todd is a good man!
Dorian: Oh, please! (jumping off the couch) Reality check -- we are talking about a convicted rapist here!
Blair: (also jumping off the couch) Oh, excuse me, well, at least my husband didn't pretend to be someone else, stealing someone else's $28 million like your husband!
Dorian: Just get off your high horse, all right??
Blair: My high horse??
Dorian: Yes, do a little thinking and try to remember something --
Blair: What?
Dorian: All right? Life is a continuous cycle, Blair. Something that is up one day can be down the next!
Blair: (laughing) Oh, great! Thank you so much for those words of wisdom. Gee, I might take them and make a sampler for my wall.
Dorian: Look, we both married the men that we did for the reasons that we did.
Blair: (sighing)
Dorian: And we will just have to suffer the consequences. But, look, let's remain honest -- between ourselves, okay? Shall we?

Dorian and Blair clasp hands just as the doorbell rings.

Dorian: (calling to the maid) Carlotta, I'll get it!

Dorian leaves Blair and goes to open the door to find Todd standing there.

Todd: Hey, Blair here?
Dorian: Yes, Todd, she is. Come on in. (calling to Blair) Blair, look who's here! Your new husband!

Back in the living room, Blair is taking a peek at the psychology books on Dorian's desk, but she quickly closes them back up as Todd enters the house and heads straight past Dorian and into the living room. Dorian follows behind him.

Blair: Well, well! Hey there, handsome!
Todd: What's up?
Blair: I was just telling Dorian about us expecting!
Dorian: Yes! Well, let me have a look at the newlywed couple.

Blair stands next to Todd and poses a bit as Dorian gives them a once over.

Dorian: Yes, yes, you look quite handsome together. Well, what can I say? Welcome to the family, Todd.
Todd: Get this straight, Dorian -- I'm not a part of your family. No way, no how.

Blair gives Dorian a tight smile.

--end scene--

Dorian: Todd, you may not want to be part of my family, but the way I look at it, we are related by marriage. Twice, come to think of it! So, I intend to make the best of it. Congratulations on your marriage, on the baby that's on the way.... My goodness, it really seems like a lot of nice things are happening to you lately!
Todd: Yeah, no thanks to you and your husband.
Dorian: (sternly) In no way was I involved in David's misguided attempt to get your inheritance.
Todd: Oh, I see. So, if he had gotten his hands on all my millions, I guess you just would have turned up your nose, huh?

Dorian keeps smiling at Todd, but it's obvious that she also wants to strangle him. Seeing this, Blair immediately intervenes.

Blair: You know, you guys, why don't we all just sit down and -- and look into the future. Todd, please.
Todd: (with faux cheerfulness) Yeah, sure.

All three of them sit down on the couches -- Blair is on the middle couch, looking very much like a referee as Dorian and Todd glare at each other.

Todd: I suppose, Dorian, I, uh -- I oughta be grateful to you.
Dorian: Hmm? For what?
Todd: Well, Victor Lord could have lived a lot longer, he could have changed his mind about the trust, and I would have been left high and dry. I'm glad you bumped him off.
Dorian: (icily) I didn't kill Victor.
Todd: Whatever. Anyway, I should thank you for giving me my start in the newspaper business.
Blair: (to Dorian) Todd is very excited about owning The Intruder.
Dorian: Until he sells it to The Banner.
Todd: Oh, no, I'm not gonna sell it. I'm gonna keep it. I'm gonna run it.
Dorian: (skeptically) Oh, you are?
Todd: What's wrong, Dorian? You don't think I'm up to it?
Dorian: No, I don't think you are. I think if you try to play publisher, you're going to fall flat on your face.

At this insult, Blair quickly looks at Todd to see his reaction, but for the moment he stays silent and continues glaring at Dorian.

--end scene--

Dorian: Frankly, Todd, if you want my advice about The Intruder --
Todd: I don't.
Blair: Todd!
Todd: You know what, Dorian? I got news for you.
Dorian: What's that?
Todd: I'm gonna do something for that paper that -- that you could never quite do.
Dorian: What, make money out of it? I can tell you, I made so much off that rag! But then again, I knew what I was doing.
Todd: No, I'm not talking about that. I'm gonna turn that paper into something that people can respect, people can look up to, people can trust.
Dorian: Well, good luck! (chuckling) I think when reality bites, you're gonna be a lot less cocky!
Todd: I don't need luck. I've got brains, I've got millions -- I know what I want, and I'm gonna go get it.
Dorian: You sound just like Victor Lord.
Blair: You know, guys, why don't we just maybe have some tea, take a deep breath --
Dorian: (to Todd) And since you inherited Victor's ruthless streak along with his millions -- (she rises from the couch) I think you're gonna understand when I say I no longer wish to have you live in my penthouse rent-free!

Now, Blair jumps to her feet in outrage.

Blair: Wait a minute, Dorian! Now, that -- that is a cheap shot here!
Dorian: Hmm?
Blair: I just gave you back $200,000 that -- that you invested. And -- and Todd is picking up Mother's hospital bills after you were traipsing off to Europe and completely forgot, and now that your nose is just a little bit bent out of shape, you're accusing us of freeloading??
Dorian: If the shoe fits.
Blair: Dorian!

Todd interrupts.

Todd: Forget it. Forget her. Look, I got something I got to show you. Let's get out of here.

Todd heads toward the door.

Blair: Fine. Let's go.

Blair follows him to the foyer and gives Dorian one last disgusted look over her shoulder.

Todd: You know something, Dorian, I read once that I was supposed to say something nice to somebody when I left their house. So... (giving it some thought and coming up with nothing, apparently) Wow. Well, hope you stay out of prison.
Dorian: Same to you.

Todd and Blair leave, and Blair flashes a cheeky smirk at Dorian just before the door closes after her.

--end transcript--