Peter says he does think about her all the time, and lets Olivia stew on that for awhile before he clarifies: "I think about how she used my feelings for you to manipulate me. How she lied to me and everyone else." But Olivia, despite having earlier appeared to be getting past this, AND WHO REALLY HAS SOMETHING MORE IMPORTANT TO DO RIGHT NOW, reminds Peter of how he said that Fauxlivia was fun and had an easier smile. Peter's probably fighting back the urge to say something like, "Yeah, what could be more fun than this," but just says that he only said that because he wanted Olivia to know that he noticed the differences. "But I thought it was because of me. Because of us. I thought that I was bringing out a different side in you. But it was never because I wanted to be with her more. Because I don't." I guess that's about the best he can do. He also apologizes for the coffee too, which we DIDN'T SEE HER PAY FOR.

Anyway, one of the FBI SWAT members who is actually doing some work comes in to tell her that they've got something downstairs.

It's a case with some large military ordnance canisters -- three of the slots are empty. Broyles tells her the serial numbers have been filed down, meaning they're stolen.

Back upstairs, Peter hears a cell phone ring, somewhat muffled, then sees someone run across the roof outside the window. "He's here!" he yells out to the FBI agents who raided a house and didn't spot a man on the roof who's so dumb that he hid but didn't set his cell phone to vibrate. Peter chases him across the roof and down to the street, where buddy gets hit by a car. I suppose that, considering how Peter is this lethal weaponized version of himself now, Downey got off easy.

After the commercial break, we're at the hospital, where Downey is stabilized, but with a fair bit of swelling in the brain, pushing down on the brain stem, cutting off the blood supply. The doctor doesn't know if he'll regain consciousness. "If he does come out of the coma, he won't be able to talk or swallow or even breathe without a machine," she tells them. Peter's all, "So much for interrogating him," but Walter looks at the guy's chart and notes that there's still neural activity in the cerebrum. "I may know a way to question the suspect. But I'll need to go back to the lab first to think about it," he says. Or you could wait until he dies and then question him then, like this show used to do.