Back from the break, Agent Sean's got his mojo working on Blandy. He's showing her the footage of Olivia D'Overbite blowing up and telling her something about digitizing the news coverage of the bombing. Don't care. He's all, soooo, like Italian food? She's all, save it, soldier; I have a boyfriend, oh-KAY? Agent Sean's all, yeah. Me too.

Wendy Kroy: He does? Agent Sean has a boyfriend? Can we get confirmation on that?
Regina: Better call the Gay Mafia.
Wendy Kroy: Where's the phone?

Vaughn enters and calls Agent Sean over and blah blahs something about how Agent D'Overbite was religious in her updating the CIA of any blip in protocol or even the slightest problem. But the day that Good Ethan was supposedly captured, nada. Zip. Zilch. Zero. Why? Agent Sean's all, dude? I don't care. Did you see how HOT the new chick is?

Speaking of the new chick, she's noticed something on the monitor and calls her boy toy over. Agent Sean walks up, and Blandy informs him that there was a flash of static right before the blast. "An RF transmitter would account for the interference," she blands, "but all radio signals were shut off." The tape's played back so we can see the flash (and D'Overbite being blown up) a couple of times. Agent Sean's all, okay, that means the signal had to come from the triggerman, right? Blandy's all, that means he'd have to be within a block radius of this here camera. Agent Sean's all, okay then. Let's find out where this news van was parked. Check all ATMs, traffic cams, amateur videos taken by "interested" passersby, everything! And when that's done, will you have sex with me? Blandy's all, sure. Can I bring my boyfriend? Agent Sean ponders this as we move on to the next scene.

Which just happens to be Syd and her big-ass SUV pulling up outside a ranch house, which the captions inform us is the "CIA Safehouse." Call me crazy, but do safehouses often exist on pretty little streets in Southern California? I mean, I grew up in Long Beach and I'd really like to know if there were a couple of errant almost-blinded spies just hanging out in the 'hood while I was listening to my Andy Gibb records.