Back at the loft, Michael has just finished telling Sam about their trip, and about Gerard. "I'm told he's a total psycho. This is why I don't look forward to Virgil's visits. One of the reasons," he adds, glancing over at Virgil sacked out on Michael's bed and snoring into Michael's pillow with the waistband of Michael's boxers poking out over his pants. Sam is dumb enough to think they're in the home stretch of this operation, which, how many commercials has he counted? He's willing to pose as the buyer for Gerard's shipments, and Michael's just looking forward to getting done and getting rid of Virgil. Sam changes the subject to Fi's arms dealer friend. "Yeah, another total psycho," Michael reports.

Not that this is going to prevent him from meeting him again. Seymour's sitting in his Corvette, parked by a city curb with the top down when Michael jumps in next to him, taking him to task for not telling him they were going to a gun buy. Seymour explains himself: "That jackass I call a bodyguard?" You mean the bodyguard you call Jackass? "He's worthless. So I figured you come along as backup, and I know for sure you're not a cop. See? Kill two birds, right?" Seymour then tries to hand Michael a handgun. "You wanted a gun, right?" Michael repeats that he's looking for information about a Dragunov. He has to practically hit Seymour over the head to get him to understand that he's not buying, he just wants to know where someone can have such a gun calibrated. Just then a car pulls up across the street, and Seymour asks Michael to wave at the driver. Michael recognizes Vladivel and declines. Seymour assures Michael that it's cool now, and Vladivel's bringing the money. Except when Vladivel gets out of his car and starts walking toward the Corvette, he's not carrying a sack of money but an automatic. Michael literally bails as Vladivel starts firing, and Seymour does a clumsy, curb-bouncing J-turn out of there. I'd wonder about Michael's wisdom in rendering himself a pedestrian near an armed guy who's already shot at him, but luckily Vladivel seems to have emptied his clip at Seymour's car. Besides, Michael's nowhere to be seen anyway. Must have slipped down a storm drain or something.