And Henry's all, "The girl they're trying to make you believe you are," not believing her, and Olivia tells him not to placate her just because he thinks she's crazy, and he goes off on her: "And what would you think if I jacked your cab in a hospital gown with a gun, screaming a conspiracy, telling you I'm being chased by the government and folks are trying to make me believe I'm a tattooed version of myself?" he says, and although the answer is probably something like "I'd have broken both your arms before you finished a sentence," Olivia says she's not insane and she's not who they say she is. She looks at him pleadingly, enough so that Henry looks like he might almost believe her, and then he gently asks where they're going. "You're taking me home," she says. Jesus, that's awfully forward of her.

Over at the Defense Department hospital, alt-Broyles is telling alt-Charlie and Lee that "a delusional Fringe Division agent with sensitive, classified information is of great concern," and he doesn't have any idea where she could be. Lee starts suiting up over Broyles' and Charlie's objections. Alt-Charlie is all, "I thought you had to go back to the hyperbaric chamber!" like he's Lee's dad, and Lee says he can be out for eight hours at a time: "I got six hours left today," he says, then the dudes all nod at each other all dudely, and then Lee tells the nurse to get his "nanite wraps." Mmmmmm. Nanite wraps.

Henry pulls up at the opera house, where there is a crowd of protesters waving signs that read things like "Save the Ambered" and "Amber = Murder," and Olivia gets out of the cab and says if she's not back in 15 minutes, he can leave. Henry's all, "The opera house? That's where your home is?" and Olivia "explains" that that's how she got here, so that's how she's going to get back.

Henry asks her what's to stop him from just leaving now, so she rattles off his name (middle name: Arliss) and information, including that his inoculations are up to date except for his typhus, which is 17 days overdue. Amazing that all that stuff is PRINTED on his Show Me, isn't it? I mean, isn't that the point of the microchip?

So Olivia strolls up to the opera house, even though there are tons of police officers on the scene keeping protesters back, and finally a cop comes out of the building to stop her, before recognizing her as being from Fringe division, even though he wasn't aware Fringe was overseeing it. Olivia quickly covers and says it's OK, and she should have IDed herself. So then he starts chatting her up, wondering if it's true what they say about people disappearing into thin air in this place. Olivia just stares at him, which he agreeably takes to mean that she can't talk about classified information.