Fi arrives at the crime scene, and gets past the police cordon way too easily by putting on the act of a distraught woman whose husband never came out after the flashing and banging started. Reassuring to see that Miami cops are back to being morons. That done, she gets on her cell phone to update Sam on the situation. She's still on the phone with him when she spots Michael's shades and cell phone in the plant. Contaminating the crime scene with remarkable efficiency, she grabs both and sees the photo Michael took of the team's leader. "We gotta find Strickler," Sam says, already zipping up his gun bag at Madeline's house. "Maybe he can put some names to these faces." Fi doesn't like the idea, but Sam says, "He's all we got. Plus it'll give us a chance to kick his teeth in." "Well, I'm wearing my teeth-kicking heels," Fi says through her own teeth. "See you in five." She hangs up. But before Sam can get out the front door of the house, Madeline blares from behind him, "Is there something wrong?" Sam plays innocent, claiming he's just off on an errand. "So why are you packing your gun and your bulletproof vest?" she asks, going around him and closing the door, blocking his way. Oh, good, I think my favorite thing Madeline does is get stubborn in time-critical situations. Although I guess the last time that happened, she did end up getting new curtains out of the deal. Maybe this time she's hoping for updated wallpaper.