Next day. The three remaining Old Men on the Block serenade Darwin and Lee May. They seem to be singing the song T.J. mentioned. Haven't they written any new material in all these years? I'm assuming it's been "all these years," since this is the first time they've run into legal difficulties from T.J. when they tried to do something as a band. "Catchy," Darwin comments. "Retchy," I comment. "Fourteen million downloads," Kevyn Aucoin informs them. "Things were going strong until June zero-nine --" "When T.J. went on a six-month hiatus to try to be an actor," another Old Man on the Block adds. Darwin's not really listening; he's more interested in knowing where they drink their Fountain of Youth Cosmopolitans. "Well, plastic surgery," Kevyn says, gesturing, "Lift, nip, implant, tuck, tighten, hair." Lee May tries to get back to the case, but Darwin doesn't think any plastic surgeon is that good. "We also took telomerase activators. It's [sic] enzymes that rejuvenates [sic] our chromosomes," Kevyn explains. Lee May keeps talking, but since no one listens to her, I don't either. Fascinated, Darwin gets Altoids-close to Kevyn and asks, "Is it injected?" "It's kind of experimental," Kevyn admits. "Yes, it's also associated with cancer," Lee May says, finally joining the topic at hand. Yeah, but isn't everything these days? It's the cancer vibe that T.J. gives as one of the reasons for refusing to take it. "That, and it's unnatural and basically degrading to human dignity," Lee May goes on. So, tell me, Avery: isn't being genetically engineered into bleached-blonde perfection unnatural and degrading to human dignity? ["Maybe her point is that it's degrading to be forced to do it against one's will, as the Old Men are asking T.J. to do." -- Wing Chun] Darwin continues to scrutinize the Old Men on the Block at uncomfortably close range. Kevyn grins widely at Lee May's invective and says, "Tell that to Mick Jagger. I saw him in Boston last year, he looks great!" Well, Mick could probably be considered unnatural even without the telomerase in-babble-rators. "What age did you have to start?" Darwin asks.

Horatio advises Ira as to how to act on the stand as he and Battorney Montero walk with their client under a monorail track. Monorail! Monorail! "You call the clone 'cells,' you don't call it an embryo. And if the other side asks about your plans for the cells --" "We'll object," Battorney adds. "Actually, we won't," Horatio corrects him. "If we're overruled, it would only alert the jury that something damaging was being said. If they get into that area, we play it as a minor detail. Hypothetical lawyer stuff." Someone commented that Ioan's makeup was too heavy and obvious in this scene. I can't really say that I see it; however, I do have grave concerns about his hair. It looks bouffed in some shots and stringy-greasy in others. Horatio advises Ira to say as little as possible. That's not very helpful at all, honey.