Rita answers the phone, and it's FIP. "Please don't hang up," he says pleadingly. Rita tells him the kids don't want to talk to him: "You need to give them more time." He says he's not calling about them, but about how he was arrested. "Yeah, with a needle in your arm, I know all about it." "Well, I don't!" he says. "I take responsibility for all the shit I pull, but Rita, I was in the program. I kicked the hard stuff." He keeps trying to convince her that he can't put together how he was at her house one minute, then at his motel out of his mind on junk the next. "It's called a blackout, Paul." "It's called a setup! Last thing I remember, I was talking to Dexter in the kitchen." He then floats the idea that Dexter hit him over the head, and proceeded to do...everything Dexter actually did do. "I'm telling you, Rita, Dexter's not who you think he is." That's true, but you're a douche. Don't call here anymore. Go get stabbed. Rita hangs up.

At the station, a maintenance guy is taking LaGuerta's name plate off her office door, and everyone is meeting about Deb's situation. LaGuerta holds up a picture of Rudy. "Deb was last seen driving to the Miami Beach Marina to meet him." She says they need to canvas the entire area. The random cop from last episode mentions that the judge just approved the warrant for Rudy's apartment, and LaGuerta says, "Let's tear that place apart." Mathstor walks in, and he's got Esmé Pascal, the new lieutenant, with him. He introduces her, saying, "She agreed to put her vacation on hold and come in early to provide us with some much-needed leadership at this critical time." "I hear we have a new suspect in the Ice Truck Killer case," says Pascal. LaGuerta says they're on the way to search his place right now, and Pascal stops her. "You are...?" "Maria LaGuerta, and we have an officer missing so we have to move fast." "I thought Sgt. Doakes was running that investigation." "He's out following a lead." "What lead?" "He said he'd let me know if it came to anything, now if you'll let me --" "I'll take it over from here, thank you, Maria." Rowr! Catfight! Just kidding. Well, no, I'm not. I half expect LaGuerta to bust out the Vaseline, but she's too dumbstruck by Pascal's display of alpha-femininity to even respond. "Who can get me up to speed on the way over?" asks Pascal to the room. "I can, I guess," says a random cop. To rub it in, Pascal tells LaGuerta to "feel free to join us when you locate your partner." Ooh, burn! As everyone heads out, LaGuerta and Mathstor share a Fuck You look. Tensions are high.