After a long night of talking to Luke, eventually Tracy falls asleep on the couch.
Morning at the Q mansion everyone is getting ready to start their day
Brooklyn: Well you all im out of here! (Brooklyn leaves)
Emily sees Alan hugging Monica
Emily: Leave her alone! Stop it! (Em picks up a gun) stop or I'll shoot. (Em shoots without looking and sprays the room with water from the gun while Alan faints)
Monica: ALAN!
Emily: (sadly) I killed daddy! (runs away crying)
Monica: Somebody Call a doctor.
Justice appears
Monica: Are you a doctor?
Justice: Are you crazy?
Monica: um (thinks about it) they said that we were getting a new doctor in town Tony Jones has enough on his plate as is.
Justice: You're a doctor Monica
Monica: I am? (Shocked)
Justice goes in the other room for some water, comes back, and sprays it all over Alan.
Alan: Emily just tried to kill me!
Monica: No, she didn't Emily is all-good she would never do that.
Little do Alan and Monica know that Emily is secretly Wonder Emily
Wonder Emily to the rescue of all women in distress
Wonder Emily sees a boy scout helping a little old lady cross the street
Wonder Emily: leave her alone you no good street punk!
Boy Scout: what?
Emily beats up the little boy and the old lady grabs her cane and starts beating Wonder Emily.
Meanwhile Brooklyn gets on her Scooter and drives to Luke's house
Brooklyn and Luke are watching Tracy is sleeping on the couch
Luke: she's like an angel when she sleeps
Brooklyn: yeah I can kinda see the resemblance between us. Ya know she's not as bad as you think
Luke: (thinking out loud) I wonder how do Brooklyn would feel about me being your Grandpa?
Brooklyn: you asked her?
Luke: What?
Brooklyn: you just said how would I feel about you marrying Tracy. I Think it's great but have you asked yet
Luke: no not yet I don't think she will like to not after what I did
Brooklyn: your not that bad Luke. Yeah you drink a lot and gamble but at least you take care of Lulu. You would be great for Dillon
Tracy starts to smile as she is "sleeping"
Luke: Brookie, how would you like another aunt or uncle?
Tracy falls off the couch.
Luke: good morning cupcake
Tracy: (half asleep) what time is it
Brooklyn: eight thirty