Though they weren't close, Rosalyn was curious about today's drama.

Jenifer seemed ready for a chat. She wanted to hear what Jenifer had to say.

After a moment's thought, Rosalynn nodded. "Sure."

She motioned for Gail and Noemi to head home.

"We'll be here waiting," Gail fretted.

"Mum, it's fine. You two go ahead."

With a reassuring smile, Rosalynn calmed her mother's worries. Unable to change her mind, Gail left with Noemi in tow.

“Let's roll."

Jenifer beckoned Rosalynn to the café across the street.

"Sure thing," Rosalynn agreed, and the two trotted across.

Meanwhile, Selina managed to slip out of the gallery under the guard's watch. Spotting Rosalynn and Jenifer heading for the café, fury flashed in her eyes.

“They're in cahoots, setting me up!"

Taking a deep breath, Selina stifled her rage and dialed Aldrich.

“Aldrich, we've got a problem at the gallery..."

Soft tunes filled the air of the café.

Seated by the window, Jenifer turned to Rosalynn, asking, "What's your pick, Miss Fuller?"

“Just warm milk for me," Rosalynn replied.

Jenifer's eyes widened. “Wait, are you expecting?”

Rosalynn nodded with a smile. "Yes, that's right."

"Wow, congrats!" Jenifer beamed.