Returning from the stairwell, Ivy Fairgate approaches Caleb Holden where he's gathered with Duke and Chelsea. She hangs up her phone and shoves it into her handbag.

"Madeline sends her best," Ivy says. "She's wrapped up in trying to mount her play, it's going up at the end of the month."

Caleb nods. "Of course. Her well wishes are appreciated, there's not much she could do while here."

"I want to hear more about where you saw Avery's car," Duke says. "It was at that Wyatt guy's place?"

"Yes, I got flowers from Madeline, or at least I thought it was her, asking me to meet her at some house that I assumed was a bed and breakfast," Ivy says. "But it turned out to be Wyatt's parents' home or something. And it was all some drunk prank by Avery."

Duke sighs. "So you saw him drunk? Of course he's still drinking."

"No, I didn't actually see him. Just his car. Wyatt said that he took off."

"Took off to where?" Duke demands.

"Normally I'd have Luis track him down," Caleb says. "But he's behind bars."

Chelsea shakes her head. "I'm not liking any of this, daddy. I'm worried about Avery. If he's been drinking again, something awful could have happened to him. There's no way he wouldn't be here with Grant in a coma."