Cameron catches Alexis, dressed as Dobson, out side the Quartermaine mansion crying.

Cameron: Dobson, why are you crying? Did you get fired?

Alexis: (As Dobson) No, sir.

Alexis turns around with her back to Cameron and cleans her glasses with her handkerchief.

Cameron: You came to your senses and quit and these are tears of joy?

Alexis: Allergies, sir. (She wipes her nose)

Cameron: Oh, you're allergic to the Quartermaines.

Alexis: Pollen, sir. (She puts her glasses on)

Cameron: Are the Quartermaines actually buying into all this?

Alexis: Sorry.

Cameron: Well, they're bound to discover the truth. It's just a matter of time.

Cameron: How long can you keep hiding the obvious?

Alexis: I'm afraid I don't understand, sir.

Cameron: Well, you're far too emotional to work here. Once the Quartermaines catch on, they'll eat you alive.

Alexis: Yes, well, I can manage, sir.

Alexis steps to a planter and starts to fuss with a plant.

Cameron: Look at you, Dobson. You've been dropping trays, crying. Reginald could keep the Quartermaines in line, but, you, you couldn't be surly if you tried.

Alexis: I need the job, sir.

Cameron: Yeah. Well, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interfere. You didn't ask for my advice.

Cameron smiles behind Alexis as if knowing her ruse and being amused.

Alexis: Well, I appreciate your concern.

Cameron: Really? Well, that's refreshing. Would you believe some people find me intrusive and overbearing? Speaking of which, have you -- have you seen Alexis Davis this evening?

Alexis: No, sir.

Cameron: Oh, she missed an important doctor's appointment.

Alexis: She a patient of yours, sir?

Cameron: No, she was, but I referred her to someone else. She was making me crazier than she is. Which is saying something, considering that she's losing her grip on reality.

Alexis: Is that so, sir?

Cameron: Yeah, see, she's made a holy crusade out of caring for her daughter, all the while ignoring the steps she needs to take in order to get her back. She missed another court-appointed therapy session today. If her doctor notifies the judge, Alexis could lose her daughter for good.

Cameron smirks to himself and walks away.

Ned and Cameron are talking in the Quartermaine living room.

Ned: Well, maybe she got the days mixed up.

Cameron: Yeah, but of all the appointments to miss. She's self-destructing right in front of our eyes.

Ned: I hope I haven't made things worse.

Alexis walks in.

Alexis: Hi. I got your message.

Ned: I shouldn't have called.

Alexis: I'm hoping you're going to tell me that I can spend a little more time with my daughter.

Cameron: No, we want to know why you missed your appointment with Dr. Ryan.

Alexis: I wanted to see my daughter.

Ned: I called you on impulse, and that's never a good idea.

Alexis: What is that supposed to mean?

Ned: I just think it's better for you, and for everyone, actually, that we just follow the rules of the court order.

Alexis: It's not better for me and it's not better for my daughter.

Cameron: Alexis, you need to focus on getting well.

Ned: Kristina is thriving, and I really don't want to upset her routine.

Alexis: Neither do I, Ned. I would just like to be a part of it.

Ned: I really think we need to wait.

Alexis: For how long? Until my daughter grows up and thinks that Skye is her mother? Skye, who will never abandon my daughter, who loves her like her own?

Ned: How do you know that?

Alexis: It's just that every time I come into this house, Skye's hovering over my daughter like a drowning woman.

Ned: Skye has been wonderful with Kristina, very helpful.

Alexis: I have asked repeatedly that she not have any contact with my daughter, but apparently what I want nobody seems to give a damn about.

Ned: I'm well aware of Skye's history, but she really is taking good care of Kristina.

Alexis: Skye is not her mother.

Cameron: You two go ahead and rip each other to shreds. That'll be good for your daughter.

Alexis: It isn't your concern, Cameron.

Ned: So tell me, why did you miss your therapy appointment?

Alexis: And that is none of your business, Ned.

Cameron: Alexis, we're just concerned about you.

Ned: You're not taking care of yourself. You're obviously not in any shape to take care of --

Alexis: My own child?

Cameron: Don't say anything else.

Alexis: I'm not giving up on this and I'm not giving up on my daughter.

Cameron: We're leaving.

Ned: I'm not asking you to.

Alexis: I want you to remember that this is temporary, Ned. You have Kristina temporarily. Please remember that.

Alexis turn around and walks out with Cameron right behind her.

Alexis: Why are you turning against me?

Edward: (Bellowing from upstairs) Dobson!

Alexis freezes.

Edward comes down the stairs.

Edward: Dobson! Answer me! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. What the hell are you doing here, and where's the damn butler?