Dexter's prepping Cody for his big presentation, and reminding him that "they're more frightened than you are." "No they're not!" "Are so! You're going to be staring at them the whole time! If one of those unsuspecting moms or dads does something embarrassing while you're up on stage --" "Like pick their nose?" "You're going to be the one who sees it!" Cody smiles and shakes his head, getting it. "Now that's power," says Dex. "Now, go have fun." He stands up as Cody heads back stage, and Astor calls him over: "We saved you a seat." He and Rita share a look.
Over at Lila's place, her wealthy benefactor hands her a check for eighteen grand, which I can't believe. Lila folds up the check and wears a sinister face. Weird.
Masuka is reading the results of the manifesto analysis, and the results are bizarre. "We're looking for a white male in his fifties. The killer has no girlfriends and considers himself a good Catholic." Angel stops him: "How can you tell all that by putting words in a computer." "I don't know, dude, it's science." Angel asserts his belief that his idea of the killer is that he's "pissed off at God, and that's why he kills people." This starts a huge clusterfuck argument and everyone starts yelling over each other. Lundy says, "This is what he wants." "What's that?" asks Deb. "Confusion. Chaos. It's what the killer wants. He's always been an intensely private figure, dispatching victims silently. Now he's suddenly a media whore? It doesn't make sense. He's making us chase our tails, you know what that means?" He goes to the dry-erase board and wipes it clean, then writes "Law Enforcement Background." Oh, fuck. "He knows how we work." "Yeah, but to suggest he's one of us?" asks Angel. "How can you be sure?" He's met with a blank stare.
Cody's giving his report, and Dexter's phone rings on vibrate. Of course, it's fucking Lila. Not wanting to be rude, Dexter silences the...vibration? "I'm a little bit confused," he VOs. "Lila is the one showing me how to take control, stop killing, get my life clean. But this is the first time since I went into recovery that I actually feel clean." On the other end, Lila hangs up her phone with a frown and tosses it aside. She grabs a blowtorch and starts putting some finishing touches on the piece she just sold. Wait, no those aren't finishing touches. She's just torching the fucking thing! The scene keeps cutting back and forth between Cody's presentation and Lila fucking up her livelihood.