Sydney knocks GABG out cold, steals his keys, and uncuffs herself. She menaces him with the pliers, but then goes straight for the balls. Haw! That's my girl. Two guards enter, and they fight, and it is s-l-o-w. The poor extras seriously just stand there, waiting their turns to get their asses whooped. My God. Couldn't any of the fight choreographers manage to view a John Woo movie or two and see how it's really done?

Sydney runs off and shoots her way to the McGuffin -- er, I mean, "the Mueller Project." She shoots, she breaks and enters, and finds the Mueller Project -- which looks like a big black horseshoe-ish type thing with a red ball rotating and suspended in the middle that belongs in a commercial for the Ponds Institute of Skin Care, but whatever. Fighting, fighting, guns, guns, lab blows up, Sydney gets away, blah. Some complaint rock plays as she escapes.

Credit Dauphine. Sloane gets a call. He says to let her in. Sydney strides in, just the epitome of -- you guessed it -- SASS, the Mueller Project under her arm. She drops it on Sloane's desk. "I'm back." So, apparently, are her teeth: her jaw is totally unswollen. She tells Sloane that "I'm taking a week off. I've got midterms." Does Joss Whedon get royalties for that?

Sydney walks. Music dramatically fades out as she walks into another Credit-Dauphine-type place. The Strings Of Strain start up as Sydney asks to speak to Devlin, and to tell him that he has "a walk-in." Dude, this is, like, the most solemn hair salon, EVER. The really cute, dignified woman -- she's so cute I want to squeeze her -- gets VERY serious looking and alerts Devlin's people as she escorts Sydney to an elevator. Camera pulls away in an overhead shot to reveal the seal of the CIA. Umm, so Sydney, with her bright red hair and her bloody mouth, just WALKED to the CIA? Why does that sound as phony as my dad's bad back?

Vaughn walks by with a bagel or something. Oooh! Michael Vartan. Yay, another cute boy! He's cuter when he's blonder, though. He takes the bagel and coffee into a room where Sydney is scribbling frantically as -- hey, it's Sean from Felicity! -- watches over her. His name is "Mr. Weissman." Sean actually looks completely like a G-man. Or whatever the nickname is for CIA operatives. Sydney keeps scribbling, and it's a nice touch of continuity with her scribbling in her exam scene earlier.