Wyndemere:
Miranda(sitting on the bed watching Sonny as he wakes up)Morning, 
sleepyhead.
Sonny:Morning. Why are you all dressed?
Miranda:I'm going riding. Why don't you get dressed and join me.
Sonny:I can't. I'm too exhausted to move. You wore me out, last night.
Miranda:Oh, poor baby. Why do I think if I were to take off all my 
clothes and crawl back into bed with you, you wouldn't suddenly be so 
tired?
Sonny(showing his dimples)Well, I'm never too tired for that.
Miranda:You're terrible.
Sonny:That's what they say.
Miranda:Are you sure you don't want to go riding with me?
Sonny:Are you sure you don't want to climb back in bed?
Miranda:Oh, go back to sleep. (she kisses him)I'll see you later.
Helena(watches as Miranda exits her bedroom, then she notices Mrs. 
Lansbury carrying a breakfast tray)Mrs. Lansbury, what's that for?
Mrs. Lansbury:Miss Roberts requested breakfast in bed.
Helena:Oh, really. We'll see about that. Give me the tray.(Helena enters 
Carly's room)
Carly:It's about time. I requested breakfast two hours ago. 
Helena:We don't eat breakfast in bed.
Carly:Maybe you don't, but I do. Give me the tray before it gets cold. 
I'm warning you, if my breakfast has gotten cold because of your 
dawdling, I'm going to send it back and make you prepare me a fresh 
breakfast.
Helena:Who do you think you are?
Carly:I'm a preferred guest of Mr. Cassadine and he'd want you to make 
sure I'm kept happy. Give me my breakfast.
Helena:You want your breakfast. Here's your breakfast.(she dumps the 
tray on Carly's lap)
Carly:(jumps up screaming)How dare you, you stupid old fool. I'm going 
to make you pay for this. I'm going to make Mr. Cassadine fire you.
Helena:I'd like to see you try, you little tramp. I don't know why 
Stefan allowed you to move into this house, but trust me, my dear, your 
days here are numbered.
Carly:(pokes her in the chest)Man, you don't know who you're messing 
with. You'd better start packing your bags, because after I've talked to 
your boss, you'll be on your way back to the mainland.
Helena:You think you have that kind of power over Stefan?
Carly:I know I do. If I tell Cassadine to jump, he'll ask me how high. 
You're history, gramma.(she storms out of the room)
Helena:I'm going to enjoy finding out what you have on my son, you 
little slut. Perhaps, I'll even torture the information out of you. That 
should be fun.(she looks towards Sonny's room)Now, let's see what 
trouble I can stir up with the other interloper.

Quartermaine Mansion:
Edward:Why have you invited Jax for breakfast? Having to share a meal 
with him is going to give me indigestion.
Ned:Grandfather, Jax needs to be put in the right frame of mind. He 
needs to be reminded of some facts he pretends don't exist.
Edward:Such as?
Ned:Such as he's second best to Sonny Corinthos. That if Sonny hadn't 
dumped Brenda, he wouldn't have gotten her back. And that if Sonny 
crooks his little finger, she'd dump Jax so fast it'll make his head 
spin. We have to really feed Jax's resentment of Sonny so our plan won't 
fail.

Wyndemere:
Helena(enters Sonny's room where he's laying in the bed on his stomach, 
asleep. She goes over to the bed with a smile on her face and pulls down 
the covers to the base of his spine, revealing his back. Then she runs 
one long-nailed finger down his back)
Sonny:(half-asleep, smiles)So, you came back. I guess horseback riding 
doesn't compare to horsing around with me, after all. Mmm, that feels 
good.
Helena:(purrs)Dahling, your skin feels just like satin. I'm getting 
aroused just touching it.
Sonny(eyes pop open in shock and he rolls over to face her)Who the hell 
are you.
Helena:You are a gorgeous creature. I can understand Isabella being able 
to overlook you Brooklyn lineage.
Sonny:Look, lady, I don't like being touched unless I want to be touched 
and I don't want to be touched by you. You've done Cassadine's dirty 
work, now you can leave. I'd like to get dressed.
Helena:What's stopping you.(she looks down to where the sheet is pooled 
around his waist)I can assure you, dahling, you haven't got anything I 
haven't seen before.(Sonny puts on his robe without getting out from 
under the covers)Spoilsport. You're no fun.
Sonny:When I get back, you'd better be gone.(he storms out)
Helena:Oh, Stefan, dahling, a Brooklyn tornado is heading your way. I 
wonder if he'll leave you in one piece.(she throws back her head and 
laughs)

Quartermaine Mansion:
Jax:I want to thank you for inviting me over for breakfast.
Ned:Oh, it's our pleasure.
Jax:Where is everybody? There's no one here aside from you and Edward.
Edward:Don't take this personally, Jax, but they're in the main dining 
room. They didn't want to break bread with the guy who tried to steal 
our company.
Jax:I won't.
Ned:How have you been doing these days? It mustn't be easy for you?
Jax:Fine. Why do you ask.
Ned:Well, you must be feeling a bit insecure now that Sonny's back. It 
must be your worst nightmare come true.
Jax:Why?
Ned:Well, you're just Brenda's rebound boy. The one she turns to when 
she can't have the one she wants. The only time you've stood a chance 
with Brenda was when Sonny dumped her. So, if Sonny decides he wants 
Brenda back, you could find yourself kicked to the curb, again. I don't 
envy you living with that kind of sword hanging over your head.
Jax:That's ridiculous. Brender wants nothing to do with Sonny.
Edward:If that's true, why did she leave you standing at the altar so 
she could stop Corinthos from getting married.
Ned:Or break into Miranda's room to get the goods on her.
Edward:Or get Miranda fired.
Ned:Or get Stefan Cassadine to stop Miranda and Sonny's wedding at that 
country inn, last night.
Jax:I don't have to sit here and listen to this.
Ned:Jax, we didn't mean to upset you. We just feel for you having to 
settle for being Brenda's second best.
Edward:For sniffing around Sonny Corinthos' leftovers and not having a 
woman who thinks of you as her first choice.
Jax:Thanks for the breakfast. I'm leaving. 
Ned:But, Jax, you didn't eat anything. Was it something we said?
Edward:Well, do you think it worked?
Ned:I'm not sure. This guy is an expert at only believing what he wants 
to believe. It may just have gone in one ear and out the other.

Wyndemere:
Carly(storms into Stefan and Bobbie's bedroom startling them 
awake)Cassadine, I'm not going to put up with this.
Stefan:I don't know what you're talking about.
Carly:Look at me. Your servant dumped my breakfast all over me.
Bobbie:Good for her. Stefan, remember to give that woman a raise.
Carly:Man, I'm warning you. You'd better make your servants treat me 
with respect or I'll make you regret it.
Bobbie:And if they don't, what willk you do, Carly?
Sonny(storms in)I may have to put up with you calling me a peasant, but 
I won't put up with you sending some old harpy into my room to molest me 
while I'm sleeping.
Stefan:I don't know what you're talking about.
Helena(enters)Hello, Stefan. (everyone turns to her)
Stefan:Mother!
Helena:That's right, dahling. Mother's home.

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