Elevator to the basement. Jane meets teenage Nona, the girl in the knit cap from earlier, who's doing her laundry and tells her a washer is leaking and there's a thief in the building. In the poorly lit and echoey laundry room (but hell, the laundry in her building, so I'd probably do my wash there even if the walls ran with blood rather than lug my stuff three blocks up and down the hill), Jane sees a bunch of notices of missing property with rewards offered. A light is flickering, so she grabs a ladder to fix the bulb. She doesn't turn it off at the switch first, of course, and burns her hand. As the light flashes on and off there's a skeletal, spectral form behind Jane, slowly getting closer to her so it can eat her hair... and then once she fixes the light, it's gone. Ick.

As she's climbing down off the ladder, Jane notices a pattern in the tiling on the floor (at least I think that's what she notices). She moves some boxes to see it better and it looks like a dragon or a demon or something.

Henry gets home to find Jane in the bathtub by candlelight. He starts unbuttoning his shirt to get in the tub with her and says Gavin invited him to hit golf balls tomorrow. She tells him about the mosaic on the basement floor and gets all architecture-nerdy, saying she's going to do research and wants to prove to Gavin that she can be helpful, even though he turned down her help with the renovations earlier. They have tub sex.

Barlow is looking at a newspaper headline that says a judge has been murdered and the killer is at large. His phone rings and it's Gavin, asking how he's doing. Barlow is nervous, and says, "They're looking for me. I did what you told me to do, and you said you'd bring my wife back." Gavin says he kept his end of the deal and tells Barlow to check the bedroom. There's a woman sitting on the bed, and John says, "Mary?" He embraces her, and she doesn't look particularly delighted at being reanimated. Maybe she'll eat Barlow's face.

Louise's phone rings on the bedside table, interrupting the lousy sex she and Brian are having. He tells her she needs a twelve-step program for her phone. Louise starts freaking out because her assistant quit in an e-mail and she has her first cover shoot for Vogue on Monday. He follows her into the kitchen while she flips out. He really is very cute. He talks her down, then goes back to his screenplay, which is going nowhere. Instead he spies on the blonde yoga lady, who is just waking up. Oh god. For a second I thought the blonde yoga lady was that awful Melissa George who ruined eeeeeeeeverything on Alias (SEASON THREE I SHAKE MY FIST AT YOU) but thank the TV gods, it is not her. IMDb tells me it's some nice Swedish lady who presumably hasn't forcibly hurled any beloved TV series over the shark so I don't have to go put on my pink wig and STAB MYSELF.