Lisa heads over to Poor Dead Fed Bert's house, where Estelle, Dead Fed's widow, is loading up a moving van. They exchange pleasantries, but Lisa tells her -- fairly nicely -- that it's not a social visit. She needs to look through all their things and search the house. And she can't tell her why. She's actually really pretty nice about it, although matter-of-fact, but Estelle looks pissed and also chubby in the shirt they've put her in.
The Diner. Leon. Roy. "I didn't do nothing, man," Leon says by way of greeting. He does have his elusive tenth finger sewed back on, it appears. Thank God. Now I can sleep. Roy announces that he's just there for some pie. He's not there to cut off any more appendages. "I hear you're taking over Charlie's book," he drawls, and congratulates Leon on the promotion. Roy then admits that he himself isn't very good at numbers: "I just haven't got your know-how, you know." Leon -- good-natured, stupid Leon -- offers to teach him to the ropes "in about an hour." Roy hides a smile.