P3AD. Outside. Piper is adding the labels "LIVE" and "THIS SATURDAY" to a huge Goo Goo Dolls CD promotional poster. Dan pulls up in his SUV. Piper crosses her arms and gives him the stink-eye. Dan tries to give Piper grief about all the messages she left, but all I notice is Dan's greasier-than-usual hairdo; he's just a cowlick away from being Alfalfa. Piper cuts to the chase and asks him to explain why he started the fight with Leo. Dan: "This is very awkward for me." Oh, BOO HOO. He adds, "I don't want to come across as a jealous ex." Then perhaps he should stop STALKING Piper and BEATING UP her current beau? Just a suggestion. Then he blathers about how his relative at the State Department dug up more dirt on Leo from his WWII Army records. He hands Piper a folder, warning, "Leo isn't who he says he is." Yeah, and the kettle ain't black, Mr. I'm-No-Jealous-Ex. As he leaves, Dan reminds her, "You know, I'm still here for you." The look on Piper's face reveals that she's discerned the threat implied in that statement. Honey, put down the folder and pick up a copy of The Gift of Fear to read instead. Now!

Street. Prue's car. She's parked in front of Trenchcoat Man's bus-stop bench, watching him forlornly hand out fliers. Piper expositions to her on the cell phone about finding out that Leo had a wife named Lillian back in the 1940s before he died. She's wondering if Leo is still in love with her, so she's done "some research," found out Lillian's still alive, and wants to "chat" with her. (THE HELL? Lillian lives in San Francisco? Convenient, hmm?) Prue tells Piper that a chat with Lillian is "not a good idea." What does Prue think is a good idea? For Prue to chat with Pawnshop Guy, the alleged murderer of Trenchcoat Man's daughter. Why? Because Prue's a buttinsky with two hundred and six hypocritical bones in her body.

Pawnshop. Prue struts in. Pawnshop Guy barks at her, "We're closed." Prue gets her bitch on and tells him, "You don't scare me." PG: "Well, then, you're stupid. Stupid people don't last long in this neighborhood." Who knew "the Haight" was such a crime-ridden no-man's land? ["Yeah, really. It's not exactly Bed-Stuy." -- Sars] PG asks Prue if she's a reporter or if she's working with the DA; he saw her talking with Trenchcoat Man. Prue harshes on him for "living off of other people's pain" and adds, "I just hope it doesn't come back to haunt you." As she stomps out, she touches her finger to the side of her nose and causes an accordion to fall down and hit PG. PG glares at her. Prue exchanges a Meaningful Look with Trenchcoat Man across the street.