When Michael returns to the loft, Fi's relieved to see him, having been trying to call him for a while. Michael says he threw away his phone, figuring that Gilroy was tracking him with it. "I just got that phone two days ago," he carps. Walking to the fridge for a yogurt, he says of Gilroy, "He wanted to see if I'm the same kind of monster he is." And then he Brits, "Apparently, I am." Humorlessly, Fi says, "No, you're not. But if you fake it long enough..." Fi asks what seems like a reasonable question: "Can't we just shoot him and get on with our lives?" Michael says no, because Gilroy is "the tip of a very nasty iceberg." Oh, it does get tiresome, how Michael is always so determined to smoke out the bad guys in the long-term plots and then, when he does, equally determined not to do anything to them. Then Sam calls on Fi's phone, also looking for Michael. He says Omar's freaked out, and Michael says it's time to see if he's feeling cooperative.
Omar emerges from the place where Sam sent Michael to find him, alone and not bothering to look both ways before stepping out on the sidewalk, so how freaked out can he be? At least when he hears Michael whispering his name, he doesn't turn around until he has his gun out. Pointing it in Michael's face, he demands to know where the van is. Michael says it'll be in Omar's driveway after he hands over Rincon. While giving Michael grudging props for his little tricks, Omar's gun never wavers. Taking a page from his enemies -- or at least he way he always sees them -- Michael threatens right back, "You touch me and your whole world comes apart," and he starts listing off all of Omar's assets, finishing with Omar himself. "You give me Rincon and I'll disappear." Omar asks for a few hours, and seems relieved when Michael turns and walks away. Even though Michael didn't chirp, "All righty-roo!" as he did so.
Sam is now busy packing up his eight-track tapes (har!) when Madeline comes in to guilt him about the "Ice Babies" on her curio shelf, half of which were destroyed when Sam blew up her house. He thought they were over that, and she says she's just kidding. "I was thinking about replacing them anyway, so it really didn't matter what you did with them. I mean seriously, why would I hold this against you?" Sam realizes that she talked to Mack, and he's not pleased about it. Because she's suddenly an expert, Madeline points out that Sam's marriage had been over for years. Sam blusters about a code: "You don't sit in another man's canoe. Period." Canoe? Is that what the kids are calling it now? Madeline tries to talk some sense into him but he just stomps off, with her yelling after him that if he's going to be that way, he owes her an ice-skating snowman. Seriously, Sam, grow up. I know it must have been tough for your ex to end up with one of your buddies, but given the number of buddies you have, it was also statistically inevitable.