Roebuck asks Will if he got anything from DeShawn Wallace. Will: "Apparently he lost his power of speech." Chewy plays Exposition Fairy: "With the witness dead, he knew he was going home." Roebuck: "So he didn't mention anyone in the department?" Will says no. Roebuck looks at Chewy, who stares back evenly. Well, as evenly as can a man who's barely fending off a Skittles attack. Roebuck asks if they know Stab Wound and Backward Cap, whose names are apparently Duncan and Simmons. Will: "Plainclothes, live on the street, yeah." Chewy says they were responsible for two of the year's biggest coke busts. Roebuck says he brought them over from arson. Will: "What are you saying, Roy?" Roebuck hands Will their files: "See if you find anything." They leave, and Will remarks to Chewy, "Who the hell are we investigating?"

Joan comes out to her garden to find Adam setting up a couple of...artworks, I guess. They're a little twee compared to his usual work. Adam points to one and says he made her a tree for her garden. Joan points: "Are those cigarette butts?" Ecch. Forget "twee." How about revolting? He says they are, and that he dipped them in leftover slushies. Okay, now I really am going to puke. Adam: "The sugar makes killer glue." Joan: "Cool." She points to the other…sculpture…and Adam indicates that it's a garden gnome. It's got some kind of plastic bucket for a head, with some sunglasses on it, and it's brandishing something made of brightly coloured yellow and orange cellophane. "They live under the earth and guard their buried treasure. This is his fire spear. I had a serious Dungeons and Dragons habit. I'm better now." Me: "Thank God." Frink: "Hey!" Joan giggles and thanks him, and goes to hug and kiss him, which prompts the burnouts in the peanut gallery to make lots of "aw" sounds and comments of "get a room." Joan gives up. Luke and Grace arrive with a wagon and wheelbarrow full of plants and supplies. Luke announces he's mapped out a planting plan based on the arc of the sun and hours of daylight last fall. Joan: "Okay, Luke, don't -- don't get all sweaty. All we're going for is 'not dead.'" Luke, undeterred, replies, "Despite the team leader's nonexistent expectations, the existing momentum propels the project forward." Joan asks Grace, who's unloading flowers, "What are the yellow thingies?" Grace explains they're mums (or "moms," as one local purveyor of autumnal horticulture has it): "They bloom in the fall, attract the bees, bees pollinate the non-flowering shrubs, which keep aphids from eating other plants." Joan just looks at her. Grace: "What?" Joan: "You researched all that?" Grace: "One episode of one show on the Home and Garden channel. Don't make me regret this."