Amen to the previous posts. And if Anne Milbauer and Theresa could read them, they'd be in a party mood. In fact, they'd probably buy a bottle of Brady's favorite vodka, mix up some vodka martinis, and party like there's no tomorrow. That said, it's time for darling Jenny and her awful outfits to take a hike, allowing the Love Doctor to partake in more exiting bedroom adventures with another woman. Perhaps, Jen-Jen and her broken heart could go over to Smith Island and inflict themselves on the Horton cabin raccoons. An alternative scenario would have McScruffy in a Brady Pub booth telling Ms. Priss that the show is over, while at a table Abigail is telling Sami about her cheap romps with EJ, and at the bar Ms. Blue Chunk is gloating to Jordan about her bedtime frolic with the inebriated Rafe. This could produce the biggest fireworks at the Pub since the disgruntled cop shot the place up while trying to kill John Black.