We see a bare foot floating in the water, and the camera pulls back to show us a woman floating face down, limbs akimbo, her tan suit splotched with blood. Horatio and Megan are peering down at her from an airboat, and then Horatio looks skyward, presumably looking for clues to begin raining down. "Ohhhh-kay," he finally says.
And we're in the indoor morgue now, with Alexx leaning in to inquire of the body, "How did you get so far away from your friends? Did you fall out of that plane? Is that how you ended up all alone out there? All by yourself?" The camera swivels from Alexx's face down to the corpse's, and we see Alexx smoothing down her hair before continuing, "In more ways than one, I bet. Only woman on board. That couldn't have been easy. You were with them, but not one of them." As Alexx is having her moment of Zen with the body, Megan, who is standing behind her, cranes her head to give Alexx a look -- it's either the Oddly, I missed this look or the Help! I'm trapped with someone holding a conversation with a body! look, but it's not readily apparent which is which in Megan's world -- then turns back around to say, "All-Boys Express. Been on that flight." Horatio's voice booms out of nowhere like the Voice of God: "Ladies..." Overt patriarchal symbolism much? Megan looks up at Horatio (who's standing in a glassed-in observation bay overlooking the morgue), then casts a "see what I mean?" look over at Alexx as Horatio informs them that they may have a flight plan. Oh, wow -- did the NTSB team fly in with it? Alexx goes back to swanning about the corpse; once Horatio identifies the body as Christina Maria Colucci, she leans in, delighted to be introduced, and says, "Hello, Christina." You know, I applaud anyone who takes the extra time to add the personal touch to the services they offer. Even if the recipient of those services isn't around to appreciate them.