Jake maneuvers through the strobe-lit party, gets hit on ("Whassup baby daddy! You're soo good!"), then peers at the strobe light to make it turn on full blast. Everyone at the party "awwws!" at the brightness, then Jake jumps DMX and pounds him but good. He had a gun, see. Malik holds Anna close to him, then re-hires Jake. That skinny kid is good!

As the scene is closed for examination, Anna cries softly ("I can't believe this!"), and The Man waves Jake over. The King is dead. Jake breaks the news to Malik, who licks his lips and fights back tears. So am I, but they're of boredom. MOVE IT ALONG, already.

Now the beautifully-paneled dorm is secured. NWN says that Baako will surely be the new ruler of Kembu, if Malik isn't assassinated or anything anytime soon. Then Jake gets called back to Leader's office. Anna is all, "We want you here!" But Jake has to go.

In Leader's office, Jake gives an oral report of what happened, adding, "But you know all this. What am I doing here?" Leader and The Man look at each other meaningfully (sip!), as if to say, uh-oh, someone's going to get a case of the ethi-wethics! And care like a little bear! Oh, yes he is! Jake's off the case. Because Malik is going to have to make his own security arrangements (feel free to use my ad, prince), since the U.S. is entering diplomatic talks with Baako's new government. Jake is all, "So we're changing sides. Just like that." Yepper. Though we weren't really on anyone's side but the oil's. You know, whoever controls the flow is whom we're down for. Is this news to anyone? Leader says, "You proved yourself, you proved our unit...it's a small victory." Heh, she said "unit." Jake stomps out of the office like Donna Martin.