Taylor went ballistic when she realized Steffy and Rick are together. "We're in love," Steffy admitted. "Don't be ridiculous!" Taylor gasped. Stephanie added fuel to the fire and then Taylor blasted Rick: "Do you hate me that much?" And she'd be damned if she'd let him take her other daughter away from her. Taylor channeled her shrink-y talents to analyze why Rick is doing what he's doing. "This is not about revenge," denied Rick, claiming his feelings are genuine. Taylor pointed out to Steffy that he'd told her all the same things not so long ago. "It's wrong, it's unhealthy," she declared, swearing she'd protect Steffy like she couldn't protect Phoebe. Stephanie asked what many viewers are wondering: "What about Marcus?" Steffy dismissed that as a crush. Taylor kept talking about Rick's destructive pattern and then went off about how Ridge was going to react. Nonetheless, Steffy wouldn't give up. She begged Taylor to accept her choice. More yelling ensued and Taylor and Stephanie kicked Rick out.

Eric and Ridge fiddled with some dresses. "We're out of time...frankly we're out of ideas, too," Ridge sighed, before griping about Rick. "That's enough!" Eric cried, defending his youngest son. Ridge namechecked Sally, missing the good old days of a rivalry with Spectra where Forrester always had the advantage. They griped about Clarke being their only competition now. Then, Jarrett arrived to get some quotes for his new story; he praised "Madame X" to a baffled Eric and Ridge. They dismissed it as a stunt but Jarrett showed them a sample design. Eric admired the "familiar" work and asked Jarrett to let them know "off the record" if he learned her identity.

Jackie tried to drag Nick out the door before he spent too much time with Madame X, whose accent was growing more atrocious by the second. She also refused to take off her dark sunglasses. Jarrett arrived to conduct an interview and Jackie ensconced Madame X behind a screen. Jarrett and Nick boggled at her sexy silhouette. Jackie showed Jarrett some designs and let him take one to print. "Jackie M has arrived," she whispered. Nearby, the light began to dawn on Nick. Alone with the mystery madame, Nick peppered her with questions and praised her work, dubbing it like a precise "surgeon" or "young doctor." Yup, the jig was up. "Did you really think you could fool me, Bridget?" he asked, taking off her glasses.