So it's back to Parabola Towers, where she leads him into the SCIF Room and pulls a CD-ROM out of a locked file cabinet. That would be Zydeco. As for the e-mails, she says they'll have to print them off her computer outside the building. "Yeah, I may skip that part," Michael says, taking the Zydeco CD and handcuffing her to the wall. "This isn't goodbye," he says as he locks her in. "I'll say hi at your trial." He leaves her there screaming in rage. See, this is why you never go into the office on a Saturday.

Inside her office, Spencer is getting the goods off Park's computer while dialing the FBI on her desk phone. "I was just calling because there's a traitor locked in the SCIF room at Stone Kittredge," he says when an agent answers. He goes on to say she's got a bunch of State Department e-mails, and they should bring backup. "That bitch is an alien." Michael quickly hangs up the phone. Their work here is done. Assuming the FBI doesn't decide on the basis of Spencer's last statement that they just got crank-called. By a whiny misogynist.

Some other day, the team is waiting for Spencer at Carlito's. "Maybe he got abducted," Sam cracks, checking his watch. Spencer shows up late, waving a newspaper article about Park plea bargaining by testifying against her hit man. "Something's wrong with the world when we don't hang traitors any more," Sam says, lapsing a bit into his Elvis voice. Fi tells Spencer he looks good, even though he looks exactly the same. Spencer explains that he's on meds now. "Comes with the job, so it's worth it." Especially since they don't seem to have actually affected him in ay way, as far as I can tell. Sam mentions that he got Spencer a job doing cryptography at a buddy's tech firm. Spencer's on his way there now, and Michael offers to walk with him, to make a stop of his own. Spencer thanks them for listening to him (as though they had a choice), and as he and Michael leave, Fi remarks to Sam, "You got him a job." "I actually am kind of a sweetheart," Sam explains. They do not make out.