Welcome to the Prophet Five Pleasuredome. Sloane's just finished perusing a leather-bound folder that contains his final assignment. He says that he needs assurances that Sydney Bristow won't be harmed. The old guys are all, the huh? We don't want you to kill her, dude! We just want you to somehow get her to meet up with Anna Banana so that we can melt down her skin or something so that we can get her DNA even though we had her on that ship the whole time and it never, um, occurred to us to get her DNA then, okay? Sloane's all, yeah, uh, I think you're overestimating my ability to influence her; girl's been onto my shit since before she knew I was a bad guy. The old guys are all, dude, you can do this. Sloane's all, dudes? She's at home, caring for her grad student baby Isabelle. I can't task her to re-enter the field and follow orders. "She'd need--" "Incentive," Big Hair pipes up. "We think you'll find, Arvin, that it won't be as difficult to get Ms. Bristow into the field as you imagine."

And with that, we head off to Casa de Willage, just as Anna Banana is pulling up out front in her big-ass SUV. She knocks on the door and Will answers. Will! WILL! Hi, pretty! Ahem. Excuse me. Will looks at Anna like she's the stranger he thinks she is and Anna holds up a badge and tells him that she's from CIA witness security and that his cover may have been compromised. Will pretends like he doesn't know what she's talking about, but he's kind of a bad liar. Not that we care because PRETTY. "Something's happened to Sydney Bristow," says Anna. Will immediately invites her in. No, Will! That's how the vampire gets its power! Once inside, Anna immediately notices candles on the table and place settings for two people. She asks if someone else is in the house and Will says no, but he is expecting someone. And Anna turns and shoots an electric taser thingy at him and he drops like a sack of dead gerbils. He writhes on the ground for a minute before Anna gets on her phone and tells someone on the other end that she has him.