Dinah walks in and says the guy in the picture "looks creepy," which if I were Mitch Pileggi I'd take offence to; Dinah asks who he is, and Helena offers up "a shoplifter" in the supremely aggravating obviously lying way this show does, made only worse with Barbara sitting there looking completely gobsmacked as Helena explains that the guy steals shoes -- "Blahniks, Todds, very expensive shoes" -- and she vows to track him down, while the best Barbara can offer is that it was a slow night. Dinah, to her credit, seems to think they're acting weird but doesn't make an issue of it, and says she'll see Barbara at school and heads for the elevator, and you're wondering why they wouldn't just go together. Barbara asks if Dinah has her new "com set" and Dinah reveals that she's so excited about it that she slept with it on. Helena says she knows, since she could hear Dinah snoring, so she should turn the mike down, while everyone watching says, "Suuure, Helena. Next time Dinah starts snoring, just nudge her, for crying out loud." After Dinah leaves, Barbara says "shoes?" to Helena, since she's obviously forgotten that her alibis have included an emergency with her online baking home business. The exposition starts flying again, and we're informed that Dinah has been obsessing about Hawke since he escaped, and I guess that would explain her COMPLETELY CAREFREE AND CHIPPER DEMEANOUR just now, and Barbara and Helena agree to tell her about Hawke after they catch him. And the camera zooms in on the really low-res shot of Hawke on the computer screen, and I guess he's supposed to appear menacing, but it's actually quite a nice picture of Mitch Pileggi.

Frankie Spitz is mad. He's spitting mad! Heh. He's chewing out some guy on the phone, and we learn that Frankie hired the guys who shot up the restaurant, but he's angry that they missed Hawke since it was like "shooting fish in a barrel," and I'm wondering if maybe the show could explain Frankie surviving that hail of gunfire, like, you'd think he would have excused himself before the shooting started but he was right there. He tells the hitmen they'd better "hide good," since if he finds them he's going to kill them. He hangs up and is suddenly surprised to see some dude in the room, and I swear to god it's Larry Mullen Jr. from U2, who asks, "Are you certain that's what you want?" in a completely dispassionate voice. He steps forward. "Very certain?" Frankie recovers from his surprise to say, "You must be the specialists," and Larry Mullen Jr. nods almost imperceptibly, then asks what Frankie wants done.