westbourne's baby at wyndemere. >> molly: i guess.t hope that's all that's going on there. >> taylor: rafe, don't make this any more difficult than it has to be. >> felix: make what difficult? what kind of trouble you getting yourself into now, sis? >> taylor: call me. the "mind your own business" kind. [ doorbell rings ] >> felix: mm-hmm. >> taylor: better get that! >> felix: this...is so not over. [ chuckles ] why, hello! [ chuckles ] can i help you? >> carlos: i hope so. i'm looking for sabrina santiago. >> sabrina: [ gasps ] [ laughs ] ooh. what's that for? >> patrick: for being you. >> sabrina: wow. you must really miss my glasses. >> patrick: mm-hmm. so much so, i sabotaged your contact lenses. thank you... for giving me the push i needed to get over britt and the baby. >> sabrina: patrick... you know i don't expect you to just forget everything that britt put you through. >> patrick: i know, but you were right. i have so much to be happy for, and -- and that includes you. >> sabrina: well, aren't you