After the credits, Chuck's over at the wiener shack, filling Sarah in (but not before Sarah offers him their newest product, a breakfast-sausage/pancake/syrup-on-a-stick thing that actually sounds really delicious). Chuck says it must have been a bad break-up given the finger bruises still forming on his neck, then says he always thought Casey was a Ken doll, "you know, downstairs," and Sarah's like, I don't know who would go out with that guy. Uh, this Sarah would, and she'd have to get in line behind the Couch Baron, but anyway, Chuck wants Sarah to help him out with info on Ilsa. Sarah's like, you want me to go behind Casey's back and snoop for you? Chuck's like, obviously, plus you know you're totally curious yourself.
Buy More. Ellie is at the Herd desk, getting eye-fondled by Jeff and Lester, but Morgan rescues her (and Captain Awesome) to help them pick out an anniversary gift -- they're buying one joint big one, instead of two small ones. "Awesome, right?" Ellie perks. "It gives me a chill when you say it, babe," Awesome chuckles. Hee. Alas, they don't agree on what to get -- Ellie wants a big-screen TV ("Think of all the things we can watch!"), while Awesome wants a washer-dryer set ("Think of all the things we can wash!").
Cut to the employees' lounge, where Ellie and Awesome are seated in a couples-counseling arrangement; Morgan, facing them, uses his best therapist voice to elicit that each wants his or her purchase to let them spend more time together, but before they can work it out, Ellie gets beeped and has to go. She tells him to surprise her. Awesome pouts.
At...Casey's apartment, I guess? Command is on the video link, telling Chuck and Sarah to infiltrate the arms-dealer cocktail party at the Grand Seville that night. When the call ends, Chuck gives Casey a little shit about stopping by to see Ilsa; he stomps off, and Sarah chastises Chuck: "Ilsa's dead!" Oh, Sarah. We didn't see a body! Don't you watch soaps?
Cocktail party. Sarah is explaining to Chuck that someone is probably traveling under Ilsa's name fake passport blah. Chuck has to pose as a waiter, which he grouses about, but as he's heading into the celebration with a tray of vodka, a Russian hit man mistakes him for his cousin Sasha, and makes him dance. Chuck is a little overwhelmed, but not so much that he can't make a Baryshnikov/White Nights joke; meanwhile, Sarah dispenses with a sleazy ass-grabber by twisting his arm almost off his shoulder. Chuck, babbling about how "weeeee're in a circle!" during the Russian conga, spots a very-much-alive Ilsa seated nearby, and tries gesturing about it to Sarah, but the hit man is like, "You like blonde!" and grabs Sarah up into the dance circle, where she confirms with Chuck that it's really Ilsa, then calls Casey to come extract them. He's en route when he spots Ilsa too. After an ex-lovers stare-off, he asks how she's alive; by way of "answer," she says she's so sorry -- she woke up in a hospital in Grozny with amnesia, et cetera. "But I never forgot your face," she says, and points to her necklace, which is the one he gave her.