Niki says to Micah that he hasn't spoken during the entire drive and asks him if he's hungry. When he doesn't answer, she tries bribing him with ice cream, but Micah's just had a front row seat to The Grandma and Mommy Hate Each Other Show, so he's not really taking the bait. He asks her why she doesn't believe that daddy's innocent. She says that she knows he wants to believe in his dad, but she knows what's best. "They're gonna catch him and he's gonna go away for a long time." "They'll never find him," says Micah with a chortle and quite a bit of confidence. Niki's all, uh, how the hell do you know that? Do you know where your father is? Before he can answer, sirens can be heard from behind the car. Niki pulls over. The cop walks up and tells her that Mr. Linderman wants to see her. Oh, shit. "I'm with my son," says Niki under her breath. The cop doesn't care and just opens her car door. They both exit.
Petrelli's Party for Overly Ambitious Assholes. Everyone's having a grand old time at the fundraiser. Even Peter, who seems to have gotten his hands on a nice suit, a quart of hair gel, and a vat of vodka. Speaking of which... Peter runs into Simone, although what the fuck she's doing there, I don't know. She's neither a politician nor a person who gives money to politicians. She wears the hell out of a red dress, though. Peter holds up his glass and says, "To destiny. May we recognize it when we see it." Simone holds her glass up in kind and says, "To love. May we stay away from it when it's no good for us." Now that's a toast I can get behind. Cheers, everybody!
They clink glasses and sip and then Simone says that she's noticed a change in Peter. "It's like... a look in your eye," she says. "A confidence." Peter bites his lip and says there's something he should tell her. "Something I didn't think was right to say when I was still working with your father. Something I wouldn't even have told you two days ago." Simone smiles at him. "I've been in love with you since the moment I first laid eyes on you," he says. Before Simone can respond or Peter can elaborate, Nathan the Interrupting Jackass gets on the microphone to bring the evening to a crashing end. He apologizes for the rain outside and promises that, if he's elected, he'll try and do something about that. Don't joke about shit like that, Nathan; you can fly -- what's to say you can't make a few storm clouds go away too? Simone, by the way, doesn't look displeased by Peter's announcement; rather, she looks kind of flattered and bemused. Peter, meanwhile, looks a bit uncomfortable and keeps checking back to see if she's run for the hills yet. Buck up, little soldier! You're hot! She's hot! It'll all work out for the best, I swear. Or Nathan will just announce that you didn't fly the other day but you were attempting to commit suicide because you're suffering from depression. That could happen too.