Gabriel has been so convinced by Fi's little tale that now he's taking her out to lunch. Be sure and try the bread pudding. He says he trained with Colombian rebels for two years after his daughter died. It was a knowledge exchange -- field medicine for combat and survival training. Fi says she knows Gabriel kidnapped someone. "It was in the paper, I can do the math," she explains, because it's not like she's going undercover as a moron. Gabriel says Alan King is a scientist working for Apex Industries, and he told that company to shut down their factory in Argentina if they want King back. "The deadline's in five hours," he explains. He admits they're not negotiating this time (probably because Alan King is actually a comedian who's been dead since 2004), but he thinks they will next time. He gives Fi an envelope containing a surveillance photo of Apex's head counsel. "Always travels with security, but like all of us, he has a weakness. He's going to meet an escort tonight." Fi figures that's where she comes in. "Negotiators tend to be a little more flexible when they're the hostage," Gabriel reveals. The Colombian rebels must have taught him that. Fi asks what happens to Alan King, and reminds Gabriel that King has a daughter. Uh, yeah, so did Gabriel. Rather than pointing that out, Gabriel lectures, "Sometimes to do something good, we must first do something terrible." Fi looks around and sees a cell phone poking out of another diner's purse, and a server approaching with a tray holding a teapot and a cup. "Anyone with a little tradecraft knows spilling a drink on yourself is a common excuse to leave a table," Michael VOs. "So to convince a pro it's truly an accident, then, you have to sell it with more than iced tea." Fi engineers the spilling of the water on herself, and reacts like it's lukewarm. Which I'm sure it was, but maybe a little acting would be called for in this situation. As it is, she looks more annoyed than hurt. As she leaves the table, careful to hold her napkin to her chest, Gabriel signals to one of his goons to follow Fi. That way his back is turned when Fi snags that cell phone. But how is she going to put it back?
In the ladies room, Fi ditches the napkin so her damp girls can stand at attention, as though she didn't remember until just now that she's on cable. She calls Michael to tell him the hostage wasn't at the house. Michael tells her to get out, but Fi says Gabriel is insisting on her help with a kidnapping, after which he'll kill the current hostage. "How long before he kills the hostage?" Michael loudly asks for Sam's benefit. Fi says three hours. First, Gabriel will take her back to his house to change, and she wants Michael's help scuttling this second kidnapping. Michael asks what's in her bag (sunglasses, duct tape, and lipstick, the three vital elements of Fi's beauty regimen). Michael says that'll work. "I'm going to leave you a package at the house, same way we used to do the drops in Dublin. I'm not gonna risk losing you again, Fi." They hang up. Sam volunteers to drop off the package while Michael goes to see Gilroy. "If there's one thing he's good at, it's getting your mind off of things." Michael gratefully takes Sam up on that, and takes off without bothering to tell him how they did the drops in Dublin. So I hope Sam doesn't go to the drop without first reading the complete works of James Joyce.