In the apartment, the "What's That Noise?" pop-up has appeared on the screen. You do NOT want to get between a little girl and Paint-A-Pony. "Mom?" says Ella. THAT Rachel hears, but not her cellphone, despite pouring a rattling bag of pasta into a huge bubbling cauldron of water. "One minute, Ella," says Rachel. Ella clicks on the button, and the screen starts flashing with the images. Her eyes almost immediately start to turn heavy. The hand starts stretching out from the screen. Meanwhile, Rachel's damn pasta is boiling over. Damn, woman! Throw a little salt in that mofo!
Olivia goes careening around a street corner and then practically takes out a couple of pedestrians on the sidewalk as she flies right into the curb, knocking over some garbage cans. She races up the stairs of her brownstone and bursts inside, gun drawn, startling Rachel, who drops a bowl of pasta all over the floor, and that's going to be some extremely al dente pasta since she didn't cook it very long. Olivia asks if there's anyone else there, and Rachel says no, and Olivia holsters her gun while looking over at Ella. The screen is still flashing, but we don't see a hand, and then the computer reverts back to Paint-A-Pony. Peter's there, and Olivia asks him to check around the apartment, while she goes to Ella and takes the computer away. Ella's completely zonked out and doesn't respond when Olivia says her name. After a moment, though, Ella comes to and is surprised to see Olivia. "Aunt Liv? When did you get here?" Rachel looks on, confused. Ella always gets like that when she plays Paint-A-Pony.
Speaking of confused, Charlie's there now, completely befuddled as Olivia explains about the bursts of images on the screen that seem to have affected Ella somehow. Olivia says she can't explain it. "She was hypnotized." Charlie says he's going to call computer forensics. Olivia mysteriously does not mention that the other computers are with some possibly shady guy who Peter did not identify.
Speaking of Peter, he's in the other room bouncing a giggling Ella on his knee and enjoying a little flirtation from Rachel, who asks if he does birthday parties. He says he doesn't but admits to doing his fair share of babysitting lately, like he can't leave any chance go by to slam his dad. "The way you are with Ella, it seems like you'd be really good," says Rachel, and then hastily adds, "...at a party." Peter than crabs about not knowing what the word "party" means and says maybe if her sister gave him the weekend off once in a while. Rachel says Olivia was never really the "weekend off" kind of girl. "That was more me," she says. Peter smiles, and before someone has the chance to just turn a hose on Rachel already, Olivia comes in and totally -- is there a female version of the term "cockblock"? I mean, I could hazard a guess, but I probably shouldn't have even said "cockblock." Anyway, Olivia does that to her sister, all worriedly examining Ella, who Rachel insists is fine. Olivia says she's sure she is, but she should still get her checked out. "Yeah, um, she's probably fine, but since the last two people who did what she did have BRAIN STAINS ALL OVER THEIR SHIRTS, you should probably get her checked out."