(Mrs. Garret is cleaning up her house waiting for the girls while talking to Bruce)

Bruce: Clam down, Edna. You're running like you're training for the Olympics!

Mrs. G: Oh, I'm sorry. It's just that I haven't seen the girls for such a long time and they've all become very successful. I just want this place to look nice for them.

(Doorbell rings)

Bruce: Well, I'm guessing that's one of them.

(Mrs. G. runs for the door)

Mrs. G: Blair, Sue Ann, Nancy! Come on in!

The girls: Hi.

(They all hug)

Blair: We met eachother on the way here so we decided to drop by together.

Mrs G: Wonderful! I'm very proud of you. Blair... being the owner of Warner Textile Corporation. And you two, Nancy and Sue Ann, running your own business as partners.

Girls: Thanks.

Nancy: Is anyone else here?

Mrs G; No one but me and Bruce. Oh, by the way, Nancy and Sue Ann. You never got to meet my husband. Bruce, this is Nancy Olsen and Sue Ann Weaver. I was the housemother for a year.

Girls: Nice to meet you.

Bruce: Nice to meet you too.

(Doorbell rings)

Mrs G: Natalie, Tootie, Cindy! Hi!

(More hugging)

Blair: So, Cindy. You finally quit modeling because of the Olympic training?

Cindy: No. Now I'm a model and a track star. My coach says I should win the gold this year.

Mrs G: Speaking of gold, didn't you bring your Oscar, Tootie?

Tootie: Right here.

(Tootie pulls the award out of her purse)

Mrs G: Oh, that's lovely! Oh, and Natalie. I love all of your books.

Natalie: Thanks. Here are some of the awards that they've one.

Blair: Is Mrs. Good-Wrench gonna show up?

Mrs G: She said she'd be here and...

(bell rings)

Mrs G: That must be her.

Mrs G: J... Molly?

Molly: Well that's a nice welcome!

Mrs G: Oh I'm sorry. Come on in Mrs. Grammy award winner. Did you bring it?

Molly: Right here?

Mrs G: This is great! All of my girls have grown to be successful women.

(bell rings)

Mrs G: That must be Jo.

(She opens door)

Mrs G: Jo! Geri!

Jo: Hey, Mrs. G!

Mrs G: Geri, aren't you going to be on Comedy Central soon?

Geri: I sure am.

Mrs G: Good. Later, I want you to tell me when it plays so I can see it. And now about you, President of General Motors.

Blair: I can't believe you finally made as much money as me.

Jo: Well, it was bound to happen some day.

Blair: So what's it like being like me?

Jo: I wouldn't know. I'm not a shallow, snobby blonde.

Tootie: Will things ever change between you guys?

Blair and Jo: No.

Natalie: Where's Beverly Ann?

(Car crash outside)

Blair: If that was my porshe...

Mrs G: She's here.

(They open door and more hugging)

Beverly: So how come you're not living in Africa anymore?

Mrs G: We missed it here in Peekskill.

Blair: Missed Peekskill? The only thing I'd ever miss about the country is...

Jo: Let me guess... Bloomingdales.

Blair: How'd you know?

Jo: Lucky guess.

Mrs G: And Andy here is also a model. Why don't you show us some of your pictures.

Andy: I don't think that's such a good idea.

Natalie: Trust him, Mrs. Garret.

Mrs G: Why?

Jo: Don't you know what he models for?

Mrs G: No. What?

All: Playgirl.

Mrs G: Oh, my! Andy.......

Beverly: I tried to talk him out of it but some girl convinced him to do it and you know how he is when it comes to girls.

Mrs G: Oh, yes. But at least everyone has a good life now. Fame, money...

Blair: What about you?

Mrs G: Oh, I'm retired.

Tootie: No more Edna's Edibles or Over Our Heads?

Mrs G: No. I like my life the way it is. Nice and quiet.

(I know that this should have some kind of a better ending but if anyone would like to, they can finish it for me. Thanks for reading)