Brooke and Ridge basked in the afterglow of their, uh, sushi orgy. "You are my happily ever after," she pointed out and wanted to know when they are getting married. He reminded the step backward they took when he moved out per her request but Brooke pushed to set a wedding date. Ridge still voiced his concern about Rick's interference and Brooke hoped that her son being named the president of Forrester Creations will keep him busy. "Marry me, Ridge," she cooed and he promised her the most "beautiful and romantic" wedding ever.

Steffy reamed Rick for his shabby treatment of Ridge. Rick tried to butter her up by asking her to start working on the executive floor but she wasn't very receptive to the idea. Rick had dinner delivered to the office and asked Steffy to join him. She declined at first but he insisted she partake since her original dinner companion (Ridge) had ditched her. Steffy was peeved by the comment but Rick pointed out that he knows what it's like to take second place with his mom and Ridge. Steffy then agreed to sit down with Rick. While they dined, Steffy excitedly suggested that Forrester Creations design gowns for younger gals. When Rick started to get flirty, she warned him to "get a grip" but he kissed her anyway. She slapped him and screamed, "Don't you ever put your hands on me again!" Steffy stormed off, but Rick just accepted that as a challenge. He hen plunged a knife into a magazine cover of Ridge.

Donna lamented to Eric over competing with Stephanie for his love. "I need you to be a little more patient," he noted. They were interrupted by Stephanie, who was armed with family Halloween photos. Donna got depressed at seeing Eric and Steph laughing over the snapshots. Disheartened, she showed up at Owen's office and he proceeded to diss Eric for allowing Donna and Stephanie to live under his roof while deciding who he wants to be with. As Thorne and Eric watched on the monitor, Owen locked his office door. "Let me show you what we can have together," he offered as he closed in on Donna and caressed her arms. "Do it, Donna," Thorne urged, "You know that you want to."