Deb approaches Doakes, who's going over paperwork with LaGuerta now, but before she can get a work out, LaGuerta says, "Morgan, thank Mr. Perry for his horse shit and send him home." Deb asserts that she's sure he knows something, but LaGuerta's not having it and walks away. Deb's pissed at Doakes. "You could try being a little optimistic. How do you know Perry doesn't know anything?" Doakes: "Because I've been doing this a lot longer than you!" She looks kind of crushed, and she should really learn to get over having her feelings hurt if she's going to continue in this line of work. "This case gets colder every minute you waste on bullshit like Perry. And wanting to blindfold a trauma victim? What the fuck were you thinkin'?" Okay, that's a bit harsh, Doakes. It was just an idea. Deb defends herself by saying that she was trying a "new approach." Doakes suggests that she focus on the basics, and leaves. Wow, he's a prick.

At what I can only assume is The Salsa Room, just judging from the salsa music being played, Angel's dancing, and Dexter looks pretty bored. Angel insists on more Patrón, but Dex demurs, reminding Angel that he has to get up early in the morning. "Killers to catch!" Angel tells him drunkenly to forget all that, and Dexter has to pry him away from the ladies just to talk to him. "Your wife? She's probably worrying. I don't know what she'd think of your new friend." Angel fronts, saying that his wife doesn't care who he flirts with, as long as he brings home "la pasión." "La pasión?" repeats Dexter. "Yeah, it keeps the relationship alive." "What about communication? Trust?" "La pasión!" repeats Angel. Uh huh. "What if she wants something more...emotionally?" "Don't go down that emotional road, just go down on her. It's easier, and she'll be distracted." Heh. Maybe that's why Angel's wife wants nothing to do with him; maybe he gives lousy head. Dexter, looking enlightened, sits there with a dumb look on his face as Angel hits the dance-floor again. Some rando girl comes up, and asks Dex, "So, what do you want to do now?" Suddenly we hear Harry's voice saying, "Dance with her, Dexter. Be polite..."