Riley goes home to her family. In a nutshell, she's got a black father and Jackie Taylor from 90210 as her mother. Woowee! The plot thickens like the paella Riley's mother just happens to be making when Riley surprised her parents and sister for dinner. Riley sets the table and looks around sadly before smiling from her secure position in the bosom of her family.
Back at the office, Anna and PlasticMan are working late in their separate and VERY LARGE offices. PlasticMan shouts to Anna, asking if she's found anything on the good doctor. She hasn't. PlasticMan shouts again, "You mean, you haven't found anything on his tax returns?" "No." "Financial investments?" "No." "Charitable contributions?" "No!" "Good, just making sure you weren't doing a better job than me," PlasticMan says. They both chuckle, and, unbeknownst to Anna, PlasticMan puts his headphones on. Anna reflects out loud that PlasticMan makes her laugh, but that afternoon he almost made her cry. She closes her eyes and says, "What you said today, to Frances? Look, don't say anything, I wanna say this. I learned a lot about you today, Miles." Blah blah blah he's open, she's closed, pouring out her heartcakes. Naturally, PlasticMan has his headphones on and can't hear the splat and ooze as she spills her guts all over her VERY LARGE office floor. She tells him she understood what Frances was talking about because she also let a "good one" get away. "Miles?" Anna calls out. "You could say something!" She walks out of her VERY LARGE office and sees PlasticMan plugged into his 'phones. Anna stalks back to her office and strikes a pose, hip cocked, arms crossed and steams.