What gives you the right?
Claudia: So, how do you like working for my father?
Logan: We get along all right.
Claudia: Yeah?
Logan: Yeah.
Claudia: He didn’t hit you, did he?
Logan: No, no, just a bar fight.
Claudia: Oh.
Logan: Yeah.
Claudia: Really?
Logan: Mm-hmm.
Claudia: I feel like I saw you at the Haunted Star opening. Were you there? Was that you?
Logan: Yeah, I was there.
Claudia: It was. Yeah, you looked different. You seemed like you were really in your element then.
Logan: It was a good night.
Claudia: Yeah? Can I ask you a question? How is it that an obviously handsome, smart, ambitious guy like yourself is working as a glorified nurse for my dad?
Lulu: Ms. Howard isn’t available.
Claudia: Good, because I’m here to see you.
Lulu: I’m working.
Claudia: Okay, well, so’s your friend Logan. Your ex-boyfriend, Logan Hayes, right? He’s working for my father as sort of a — a bodyguard-nurse.
Lulu: I’m sorry, I hardly ever see Logan anymore.
Claudia: Okay, but you know him, right? Right? What kind of guy is Logan? Is he trustworthy? Is he loyal? Is he a nice guy? I mean, would you want him taking care of your father?
Claudia: Look, I don’t know this Logan guy at all, but I’m pretty sure I saw him sulking around the Haunted Star all night staring at you.
Lulu: Okay, I’m sorry. I can’t help you.
Claudia: Ric Lansing hired him. Lulu, he’s not the most trustworthy guy in the world. My father can’t walk yet. He’s vulnerable. I just — I just want to make sure my father’s safe.
Lulu: I’m sure Logan will take excellent care of your father. But if you’ll excuse me, I’m really, really busy right now.
Kate: Please don’t bother my assistant. Whatever you want, I don’t have time for it. Lulu, hold all my calls. Don’t send anything to the cell phone. I’m going to visit Michael at the hospital.
Claudia: You know what? If you’re really going near that little boy right now, you are as cold and as dumb as I thought you were.
Claudia: Where do you get off showing up at Michael’s hospital bed, huh? What gives you the right?
Kate: Not that I expect you to understand, Claudia, but Sonny and I are friends, beyond any other type of connection. I can’t help Michael, but I can remind Sonny that he is not alone in this.
Claudia: What are you reminding Michael’s mother of, huh? Since you’re the self-righteous moron that dragged that kid down to the warehouse in the first place?
Kate: Carly has plenty of emotional support. She has her mother. She has her husband. She has her ever-present gun-toting best friend. Meanwhile, Sonny has no one.
Claudia: You are so insecure and so needy that you can’t stay away from your man for one night. You can’t back off so that Michael’s mother doesn’t have to encounter you while she sits vigil at her little boy’s bedside, who has a brain injury?
Kate: Sonny needs me.
Claudia: No, Sonny doesn’t need anyone, and you know it. You need Sonny so bad, you don’t care who gets hurt.
Kate: I’m just trying to do the kind and decent thing, Claudia, not that it’s any of your business.
Claudia: Keep telling yourself that. No, it’s not my business, and you know what? It’s damn lucky for you, ’cause if it was my business, if I was Carly, and you came into my kid’s hospital bed, I would grab you by your shellacked hair and scratch your eyeballs out. Then I’d kick your skinny ass inch by designer inch all the way back to the elevator, ’cause you are a selfish bitch, and it’s exactly what you deserve. Don’t let me catch you anywhere near Michael Corinthos again.
Kate: Lulu, you can leave for the evening, so straighten out your desk.
Claudia: We need to talk about my father.
Luke: Yeah, you here to see me or him?
