Awesome. Far more quickly than I expected, Frank has come to realize the depth of his error inviting Mary Worth to visit! But it may be too late. You'll have to do better than hints, Frank. Mary knows exactly what you mean by the 'vacation resort' remark, but she won't acknowledge it. You'll need to be more direct: "Mary Worth, here is the restraining order."
Whoa. Talk about irony. 
Why indeed! Is it:
Yes! Yes! Yes! On this clear, crisp Thanksgiving morning, I am thankful that Lynn is just as fine an actress as Toby for it has made this brilliant story truly compelling. With lightning fast reflexes developed through years of paternal abuse on the rink, Lynn snatches the mysterious photo of her steroid supplier, BALCO chief Victor Conte and skates to the center of the rink where she can weep soulfully out of the reach of Mary Worth's obsessed meddling.
I was sorry I couldn't post on yesterday's strip because this really is one of the funniest panels I've seen in a while as Mary Worth's compulsion to help others drives her after Lynn: "No, really, Lynn: Your future is ahead of you. It's not in your past. That's why it's called your future! You are a talented, gifted, beautiful, intelligent, compassionate, trustworthy, loyal, helpful, kind, obedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave, clean, reverent... Whoops, this ice is slippery... wait a minute! LYNN, over here, this side of the rink! You're wonderful! Now that I've flattered you, now will you please tell me why you hate yourself!??"
But the good news is that Mary is apparently now skating on the ice!
Her lips say yes, but her eyes say, "I've got to skate as far away from this crone as possible and never return."
Mary Worth is about to lose it! Go Lynn, go! When the smoke starts to rise from Mary's ears, we'll know she's short circuited for good. Also, what the heck kind of car is that? And where the heck is it parked? Mary and Lynn are clearly standing on the front porch, so whose house is that in the first panel? So many distracting questions, I'm losing focus on the skate. 
I'm stunned.
I'm going with Frank on this one. Typical Mary Worth to place her priorities above the priorities of her host. "We were having a discussion, Frank." So what? It's time to go. Talk in the car. Of course, I do sympathize with Mary a little because she's DYING to know what despicable deed in Lynn's past has left her weighted down with guilt and shame. Me too.
And Mary Worth has made it her mission to help them remember!
Mary begins to compile her list of people whom she'll need to bump out of Lynn's inner circle before she assumes control of her young victim's life.
Good point, Mata Hari.
Oh my. Lynn has gone all Chester the Dog on a certain designer scarf. Good thing Mary read that book on dog psychology last year. Woof. I'm just glad we got to hear Lynn tell us that she shredded the scarf, rather than actually watch her do it. That would have been too much action.
Lynn has been listening to the music, but what music was she listening to?! Last week I added the theme from Ice Castles to the Charterstone Jukebox in honor of Lynn, but when we find out what she "free skates" to, I'll add that song for sure! Anyone want to make a guess? Judging by the pile of damp tissues on the floor, perhaps it is from "Ice Castles" after all.
I believe the term Wheelhead used in his comment yesterday was, "Schizophrenic." But crazy works just as well.
Dialogue is an excellent idea. I certainly don't want to see any action. Let's keep this story limited to dialogue.
Meddling at its finest! And nothing makes up for a lifetime of verbal and emotional abuse like a nice designer scarf.
Grabbing Mary by the arm, Frank yanks her outside... and out of earshot of Lynn's rival. Now he's safe to discuss his secret strategy with his old friend: Fill Lynn's young soul with enough resentment and rage that her form tightens up and she wins her next ice skating game out of pure spite.
Mary has totally misread this situation! She thinks Frank is just a jerk, but it turns out Lynn is every bit as competitive as her father. She just misses her deceased mother. "Dad, I miss Mom." "Don't! It gives us chance to work on pointing your toes." "But I loved her so much." "Don't worry about that! Watch your form so you can win your next ice skating game!"
The irony is that Frank Griffin has forgotten that the Greatest Judge of All is watching him. And Mary Worth is about to land the quadruple-Lutz of meddling.