Convenience Store: Daphne walks up with a basket full of hard stuff and asks for a keg. The clerk (the crooked one, from earlier) mocks her. There's no way he's selling to this kid. Daphne tries to blackmail him, pointing out that she knows he steals from the register. To his credit, the crooked clerk tells her to prove it and calls the cops. I guess Daphne doesn't run out because of the security camera that Crooked points out to her, but I would have run, and hoped that he'd be too lazy to follow through.
Powell Pad: Daphne is so very grounded that she has skid marks on her bottom. JJ arrives home during her major groundation, but his parents chase him upstairs. When the Powells don't believe that Daphne wasn't drinking (only attempting to procure alcohol for other minors via blackmail), JJ comes a tiny bit clean and owns up to being at the party but swears that Daphne never drank. He doesn't come clean to his newbilities though, so it's not your typical very special episode. It's no ordinary special episode, and these kids are so not-so-ordinary, they didn't even have a beer. Commercial.
Stephanie and Jim bicker about their lifestyle changes since Jim became a crime-fighter. Stephanie wants him barefoot, pregnant, and in the kitchen. Jim flat-out asks her, "When is it going to be your turn to be the one who's here?" and although I've seen some people categorize this as him being sexist, I really do think he's the mom in this family and he's just dying for some self-actualization.
Katie calls Stephanie from Global Tech with some news on Dr. Volson. He was working primarily with somatic gene therapy coupled with recombinant DNA, including isolating vulnerabilities in the DNA strand, and then attempting to create patches for those vulnerabilities. When Katie says it, it's almost like I understand. But then Volson's research stops dead and he disappears. Katie has done every search you can imagine, including calling her ex at the FBI, and all she can figure is that Volson is no longer on this earth. "Dr. Volson is dead."
South Side Bar: Jim finds Myers, offers to buy him a drink, and denies that he's an undercover cop. Myers insists he's not the vigilante. Jim says the cops think Myers is the shooter, so he ought to turn himself in, which makes no sense, since Myers isn't on the lam. Jim steers the conversation to the possibility that Myers is acting out to avenge the death of his son. Myers shuts this down and instead presents Jim with his morality tale o' the week. "I lost Jack a long time before that. I lost him because I was so busy at work. I lost him because I didn't see the signs. Everything seemed so important, and none of it mattered. He needed my help and I was so caught up in what I was doing I missed my chance to save him. I was his father. And I should have been there, so -- you think I blame the world for what happened? I blame myself. I did it. I killed my son. You love your kids so much? Then what the hell are you doing here with me? Hmm." Well, my kids are in bed, Andrew. What? Oh, you're moralizing at Jim. Never mind. Continue, please. "Why aren't you at home with them?" Myers stalks off, leaving Jim to face the heavy-handed moral of tonight's story, all by himself. Thank Heaven our hero has super strength, because that's one hell of an anvil to tote off screen.