Commercials. Okay, in that Sheer Blonde commercial, am I supposed to have any idea who the incredibly vacuous "Alex and Brit" are? Am I supposed to care?

Barbara has traded in the wheelchair for some SUV-type vehicle and is instructing Dinah to get over to Ketterly's place as soon as she can. She's also yelling at Helena to concentrate on her voice, since "it may interfere with whatever auditory-neural connection he's using." I love crap science in comic books, I truly do. Meanwhile, Ketterly tells Helena he's surprised at her: "It doesn't usually take people this long to open up to me." He praises her strong mind but says they have plenty of time. "I know you want to tell me," he says. Helena whimpers, "She died. I lost her. I lost everyone." Ketterly says, "To love someone and to lose them right in front of you." All the while he's pulling out this absolutely massive knife out of a special box.

I guess the dockyards of Gotham are really close to Ketterly's chi-chi neighbourhood, since Dinah has already managed to get herself up and out of the secret basement and over to Ketterly's door. It's locked, causing her some consternation, but she tells herself that if she wants to fight bad guys, she's going to have to deal with locked doors once in a while. So she smashes a glass pane with her fist, not cutting herself or anything. Yeah, I'm buying this.

Helena's now holding the knife with both hands and is beginning to press the tip into her chest, drawing a little blood. Dinah rushes in, yells, "Helena!" and jumps at Ketterly. Good plan, genius. With a fire poker he's suddenly holding, Ketterly whacks her in the stomach, knocking her to the ground. "What have we here?" he says. "Just another little girl." "Not exactly," says Barbara, suddenly there. She throws some…neon…disc…thing at his head, knocking him down. She motors over to Helena's chair and gently tries to take the knife from her, but Ketterly, from the floor, says she's too late. "It doesn't matter what you do to me here. Part of me stays in there with her. Where I've taken her, no one can follow." "I can," says Dinah, placing her hand over top of Barbara's and Helena's on the handle of the knife. We're in downtown Moose Jaw again.