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Tuesday 1/12:
Erica and Laves are in bed.

Moving on.

Madison stops by Fusion to see Erica and Randi's all, "Hey want a job lady who terrorized my family?" and Erica walks in and thinks that's a great idea! (I didn't know bludgeoning husbands was so important in today's job market!) It kinda sucks for Randi, though, because Erica makes Madison her assistant personal assistant and she might like Madison a little better than Randi and I'm pretty sure that means someone's getting a brick to the head. Oh oh oh, and Laves is "helping out" at Fusion and, seriously, that whole thing just needs to stop. You guys are killing me.

Nurse Gayle overhears Dr. David telling Greesleeves (who's surgery may or may not have worked- that's the official prognosis) that being a father isn't about DNA or, you know, for reals paternity junk and then Gayle's all, "Hey, wait a minute, you're obsessed with DNA and paternity junk. Barbados Baby isn't your real kid, is he?" Dr. Dave doesn't take this very well, and basically tells her to keep her trap shut.

Amanda must be huffing paint, because girlfriend is getting dumber by the second. After a romantic evening of the limbo and tuba solos, she calls Dr. David Baby Stealer Greenlee Healer not 2 seconds after Funny Doc walks out the door. Naturally, Jake walks back IN the door and is totes onto her and he's really over his wife fawning all over that dude. I guess Amanda isn't THAT dumb, because she knows how to use Google and later she finds out on teh interwebz that Dr. Dave's "fatal illness" is hereditary. But then she's dumb enough to think that, naturally, Trevor has it. This will surely lead to a DNA test, right? Then we can move way from this particular Hayward plot? Perhaps we can start working on that storyline where this raven-haired blogger struts into town and teams up with a certain equally raven-haired evil doctor who shares her love of black t-shirts. Then they begin a torrid love affair and become King and Queen of Pine Valley. Eh? Eh? (Psst. ABC, call me!)