Colleen: Spencer might like having his father there to see him play in the water, unless you're busy.
Nikolas: Uh -- well, I -- I was going to work, but you're right. It's pretty hot out and my son is far too cute. Hey, just give me a minute and I'll go change, okay?
Colleen: Okay. Oh. I think your father trusts my judgment. Do you suppose that means he likes me, too?
Nikolas: Okay.
Colleen: Um -- I didn't even ask if you like the water.
Nikolas: What, are you kidding me? I love the water. My uncle taught me how to swim in the Mediterranean when I was a kid before I could even walk. How about you?
Colleen: Uh, I learned at summer camp. You know, I was trying to impress one of the boys.
Colleen chuckles.
Colleen: Turned out he was a waste of time, but the swimming saw me through college.
Nikolas: Oh, did you get scholarship or --
Colleen: I wish. No, I -- I worked as a lifeguard every summer.
Nikolas: Oh.
Colleen: I have the certificate to prove it.
Nikolas: Well, that's -- that's a good thing since we're surrounded by water.
Alfred: Your picnic, sir.
Nikolas: Thank you, Alfred.
Colleen: How nice.
Nikolas: I'm -- I'm sorry. I just -- I didn't see the point of getting settled in and then having to come all the way back up for lunch, so -- thank you.
Colleen: This is very thoughtful of you.
Nikolas: Well, I try to remind myself every once in a while to smell the flowers, or in this case, the prosciutto. No, this was a good idea, Colleen. Thanks for inviting me. Ready?
Colleen: Yeah, yeah.
Emily: The last time I remember using my cell phone was on the launch on the way over here. I -- I don't remember taking it out of my purse, but I've looked everywhere.
Alfred: Not to worry, Miss. We'll find your phone.
Emily: Oh. You know, I -- I remember that Nikolas and I stood here for a while.
Alfred: Let me check the stairs. You may have dropped it accidentally.
Emily: Yeah.
Alfred: Um -- you could look on the desk if you like.
Emily: Okay. Whew.
Nikolas: Emily. I -- I didn't know you were back.
Emily: Yeah, I can't find my cell phone.
Nikolas: That's -- that's funny because Alfred just waved me in and said I had a phone call, but he didn't mention you were here.
Emily: And I didn't hear the phone ring.
Nikolas: Right. We've been set up once again.
Emily: Again, yes.
Nikolas: What -- what am I going to do about him? I mean --
Emily: Alfred? Well, obviously he can't help himself, so maybe you need to have a little talk with him.
Nikolas: I did, but I'll tell him again what I think about his little tricks. Excuse me.
Emily: You know, this is a -- a waste of time. I -- I don't even remember using my cell phone here. Oh. I guess I've -- I've been kind of scattered since, you know, Sonny and--
Nikolas: Well, here I'll -- ahem.
Emily: Whew.
Nikolas: I'll dial your phone from mine and see if we can hear it ring.
Ring tones play.
Emily: Oh.
Emily chuckles.
Nikolas: Well, either there's a tiny quartet hidden in the couch or we've just found your phone.
Emily: Oh. Nikolas?
Nikolas: Emily.
Emily: Another setup. All right.
Nikolas: Yes, Alfred.
Alfred: Mr. Nikolas. I thought you two might be thirsty.
Nikolas: Alfred, did you plant Emily's cell phone in the couch?
Alfred: Why would I do such a thing, sir? Lemonade, Miss? I picked mint from the garden and ground it into the ice cubes, a lovely, refreshing touch on a wretched day like today.
Emily: Thank you.
Nikolas: He's so guilty.
Emily: Ah. Yeah -- you think?
Nikolas: Yeah. Listen, we -- we don't have to indulge him, Emily. If you -- if you need to get back to the hospital, go ahead.
Emily: No, you know, I -- I switched my schedule, so it's okay.
Nikolas: Oh, okay. That mint thing in the ice cubes he talks about? He's -- he's not kidding. It's really good. Uh, listen -- why don't we take these lemonades, go down to the shore? Colleen has Spencer there.
Emily: You know, I -- I don't have my bathing suit. But I really wouldn't mind getting my feet wet, so yeah.
Nikolas: Okay.
Colleen: Nikolas, is everything all right? The picnic's all -- set up. You're back.
Nikolas: Emily left her cell phone here by accident. I've invited her down the shore to see Spencer.
Colleen: How lovely. Spencer has already had his diaper changed, and he's slathered in sunblock, so you two have a nice time.
Nikolas: No, no, I didn't mean to exclude you. I --
Colleen: Well, the picnic's only for two. Besides, I have 100 things I need to do, and I finally have the time to do them.
Nikolas: Well, I can have Alfred pack more food. It's no problem.
Colleen: Please, I insist. It's almost time for Spencer's nap, anyway, so you should go and enjoy him while you can.
Nikolas: All right.
Colleen: I'll see you when you get back.
Nikolas: Okay. We won't be long.
Colleen: Okay.
Alfred: You couldn't have done better if I had coached you myself.
Colleen: I don't need coaching.
Alfred: She's a lovely woman, don't you think?
Colleen: Charming.
Alfred: With little Spencer as a bridge, they'll certainly find their way back together.
Phone rings.
Colleen: Yes, Mrs. Cassadine? Yes, yes, of course. Everything's going according to plan. No one suspects anything at all.
Emily: Did you see the look on his face when his toes felt the water?
Nikolas: Yeah.
Emily: It was all scrunched up. He didn't know what to make of it.
Nikolas: Shh, shh, shh, shh. He nodded off on his way up the stairs.
Emily: Are you serious?
Nikolas: Yeah.
Emily: He's just like his daddy. Falls asleep at the drop of a hat.
Nikolas: I never fell asleep when it mattered.
Emily: That's for sure. You know, you're great with him, Nikolas. I -- I swear, he relaxes when he senses you near. And his eyes never stop following you. I love watching the two of you.
Nikolas: Oh. We might be in for a brownout.
Emily: Yeah. Everybody's been running their air conditioner full blast, huh?
Nikolas: Yeah, certainly not in this house, though.
Emily: You know, this old house seems lighter somehow, now that Spencer's home.
Nikolas: It's been a long time since we've had this much joy around this place.
Colleen: How was he?
Nikolas: Spencer Cassadine, gold medalist in the freestyle, thanks to her.
Colleen: With so much support, the boy can't lose. And with all that sunscreen on him, he'll slip right out of my hands. Time for a real bath.
Nikolas: Yeah.
Colleen: Unless you'd like to.
Nikolas: No, no, he's had enough of us amateurs. You go ahead.
Colleen: Oh. There are brownout warnings on the radio.
Nikolas: Yes, I know. But I have every bit of confidence that you know what to do in a crisis.
Colleen: That's why you hired me, sir.
Nikolas: Yeah. I think I got more than I bargained for. Spencer adores you, and that makes me very happy.
Nikolas: What?
Emily: I don't think Colleen cares much for me.
Emily: It's subtle, but Colleen's demeanor changes when she sees me. She shuts down, Nikolas. On the other hand, when it's just you in the room --
Nikolas: What, I -- I don't get it.
Emily: You are such a man.
Nikolas: Why -- why is that -- why is that a bad thing? I mean, I just think Colleen really likes her work.
Emily: Yeah, why wouldn't she when she works for someone like you? You're charming, kind, the perfect gentleman.
Nikolas: Well, would it be better if I were rude to her?
Emily: But do you have to be quite so perfect?
Nikolas: What -- am I missing something here?
Emily: Nikolas, there's an obvious reason that Colleen resents your ex-wife being around.
Nikolas: I -- Emily, I think you're imagining things.
Emily: No, definitely not. I think Spencer's nanny is developing a very understandable crush on you.
Nikolas: Oh. Well, just in case you're right, would that make you jealous?