First of all, let's make it clear that the first episode in Monday's double edition is always almost largely pointless. I genuinely see no reason for it being there. Yes, I suppose it fills a half-hour gap but, really, does anything ever really happen that can't be squeezed into the second episode? The answer you're looking for is 'no'.
Anyway, to business. The first episode started with the ever-annoying Amber stumbling home from a night out with resident cocky sod, Tommy Duckworth. In order to try and trick her dad, Dev, into thinking she was back in before his curfew, she snuck in and pretended to be asleep on the couch.
As far as plans go, this was crap. She was instantly rumbled by Sunita - who presumably saw Amber sneaking in thanks to her perfect view from her high horse. Sunita, however, does decide to spare young Amber from an ear-bashing from her dad. This promise, however, lasts about as long as the gaps in between Gail Platt blinks, when Amber decides to sleep in and show up late for work.
Meanwhile, Gail *urrgh* continues her inability to keep her pointy, rodent nose out of things that don't concern her by ringing 1471 on a call Kylie received, finding out that the caller was social services. She then decides to impart this knowledge on her equally rodent-like son, David.
Still not tired of meddling in her family's affairs, she then forces Nick to give her an interview for a job behind his bar, after seeing Becky put herself forward for the role. Gail insists that she would be a wonderful addition to the bar staff, ignorant of the fact that the only thing she'd be a useful addition to would be the morgue (damn you, Hillman).
Mummy's boy caves and gives them both an interview, triggering a smug look on Gail's face that would make an Apprentice candidate vomit in disgust.
Rat-boy David decides to call social services himself and discovers that they were calling Kylie to discuss putting Max up for adoption and that a hearing will take place tomorrow. David is, for some reason, livid about this and goes to confront Kylie.
Seriously, why anybody would want to adopt Max is way beyond me. As far as children go, he was pretty cack. He just sits there, tearing families apart, while trying to remember how not to poo himself.
Aside from this, Marc's had his house flooded so Audrey invites him to live with her and Steve does a bit of aimless faffing in an attempt to find out where Tracy is, although I'd say giving up his daughter would be a fair swap for never having to see Tracy again.
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