In the hall, Finch and Benton walk along, Benton clearly performing damage control. "That's it? That's all you're going to tell me?" Finch asks, mildly. Benton says, "She got into a fight at Creekside, took off, and went to hang out with some friends." Finch needles him, "So this whole 'I was attacked' was blown out of proportion." "A little," Benton allows. Finch asks whether he took her back to the halfway house, and Benton admits, "Not yet." Finch, knowing the answer, slowly asks him where he took Braids. Benton stammers -- actually stammers, like he's scared! -- that "s-she needed to take a shower." Finch gives him the neck crook, and he begs, "Cleo, it's just for the day." "That's what you said when she stayed three weeks," she reminds him. Benton tells her he'll handle it, and leaves. Finch stews. So if it's Finch's house -- and hers alone -- why doesn't she just call the cops on Braids, if she's that adamant? Get a pair, Finch.

Carter, assisted by Haleh, performs an endoscopy on Anne (formerly known as Yellow Bag). Carter locates a "foreign body obstructing the gastric outlet," and Haleh congratulates him on calling it. Oh goody, it's already time for this week's installment of Wacky Object Extraction. Last week it was a beeper up someone's ass. This is in the woman's gut, so I'm going to guess...hornets' nest? He asks her for the "grasper" so that he can fish it out. They can't tell what it is, though Anne's blood pressure rises as he pulls it out. At first, it looks like a really big Playtex or o.b. tampon (work with me -- they're shaped differently than Tampax), but when Carter drops the object on a tray, a little spray of white powder puffs out. Oh, ANNE. How could you? After we'd come to know and love you, with your vomit and your colourful flight from Texas, you're a DRUG MULE? Well, I am shocked. SHOCKED. Carter -- stay away from that tray. I mean it. Anyway, it's a condom full of, probably, cocaine, which Carter surmises has "probably leaked." Carter calls out a bunch of orders and then tsks, "A drug mule." Yeah, she's so low-class. She muled common street drugs instead of stealing nice, clean prescription drugs. I hate her. Not. Shut up, Carter.