Mike is at Zana's. Mike: "I have some contacts at the police department. I've been making calls, but I can't seem to get a straight answer about your dad." Zana's confused: how does the law misplace someone like this? Mike is all, that's just it: I don't think this is an accident. But just as he's fixing to tell Zana about Noah, Felicia shows up. Is it me, or has she been working out? And somehow her hair has evolved from "mental patient chic" to "flirt pixie." But maybe she just looks so fine thanks to the tray of macaroons she's carrying. Because everyone and everything looks good with macaroons as an accessory. Felicia tells Zana how heinous he looks, and then Mike lurches into view and asks what she's doing there. (Didn't he ask her that already, in their last scene?) Felicia: "Young Zachary and I didn't exactly part on the best of terms." Felicia cricks her neck to the side, and an audible cracking sound is heart -- a clear and deliberate reference to how Zana put her in the hospital. Felicia continues: "In fact, when the weather's damp, I'm still reminded of our last goodbye." Creepy! And yet, Zana really should have sent her a little note of apology for braining her with a hockey stick. Multiple times. Felicia: "But, forgive and forget, that's my motto. Macaroon?" Just then, a police car pulls up out front. Mike puts a comforting hand on Zana's shoulder, and Zana kind of looks at it distrustfully. A cop gets out, walks to the back door, opens it, and...out comes CreePaul!
Flashback to the van scene from the beginning. Turns out CreePaul actually managed to fight off the two hardened prisoners, and the (I guess non-crooked) cop of the nice ride home happened to hear the commotion and let him out of the van. I'm not sure why CreePaul wasn't just delivered right back into Detective Sullied's hands, unless CreePaul somehow managed to get someone to believe what happened, and Sullied got into trouble? Who knows! We may never know! In fact, we almost surely won't. CreePaul is limping and bleeding, so clearly he hasn't received any medical attention (though, miraculously, his blood-soaked shirt is tucked in tight...like father, like son!), which also seems weird. But maybe he put his foot down, just insisted he wanted to go home? Another magical mystery! Zana runs up and gives him a huge hug as bio-dad Mike looks on forlornly and Felicia just looks like she sees dead people. CreePaul, all cool and collected, selects a macaroon from Felicia's tray, and says, "Now, how did you know I loved macaroons?" Looks like the cookie's crumbling in someone else's favor this time around.