Uncle Pete makes a hurried phone call on the elevator. He announces that his boss is getting nervous about the girl and they need to take action. If you were arranging someone's demise wouldn't you wait until you were somewhere just a bit more private? And does this mean that Patty didn't know about the hit? Or that Pete was lying about loose ends?

Ellen hurries across the street from her office to meet up with the FBI and alert them to Patty's suspicions. The g-man who is not Mario Van Peebles gets a phone call. It's his wife again. And, okay already! I get it he is going to be a dirty cop who sells Ellen out to Patty or will murder Ellen for the money to build a mancave and escape his shrill wife. I get it! As Ellen and the FBI walk and talk they are followed by a man in a fedora and a cardigan who looks like he just rode a time machine from Seattle in the 90s where he was a bass player in some alt-emo band that played at the Crocodile a lot. He has a soul patch! Just kill him now and be done with it.

Oh, hello robot, sure I'll move my feet so you can keep vacuuming. Don't let me get in your way! Patty asks Phil to look at UNR's financials. She would really like his take on it. He takes the file and kisses her goodbye. He is off to London. I think this is more Phil than we have ever had before. Have we had our fill of Phil? Not hardly.