At the bar, JC watches a guy hit on her. She quickly rejects him, but JC spots a gun and freaks out. He follows the gun-toting skeeve into the bathroom, throws him on the ground and opens his coat. The "gun" he spotted was just a fancy cell phone holster. The funniest part is that the guy -- not really a looker -- starts squealing, "Please! Not my face! Please!" at JC when he throws him down in the bathroom. As if his face is really worth that much worrying. Now JC's face? Is a different story. JC heads back out to the club and watches Dr. Tillman bump into the same guy from the food cart earlier. JC bumps into him and steals his wallet. He discovers his name is Andrew Benton, and that he has roofies. JC thinks they've found the threat. But since we're only five minutes into the episode, I wouldn't bet on it being wrapped up quite yet.

JC visits his sugar daddy at the Library and tells him that Tillman left the club around 3:30. Bench says she showed up at work before sunrise, treated a twisted ankle, a heart attack, and a cut on a hand. She's only stopped to have a cup of coffee. JC says work isn't the only thing she's dedicated to: The doctor told him she's been at the club every night this week. Bench -- who, at this point in his Machine-creating, Number-following existence shouldn't be quite so incredulous -- marvels, "A double life?" JC confirms and says it's a dangerous one, since she's attracted the unwanted attention of Benton. About him: Bench's research shows he's an investment banker at Hudson Liberty Financial. He technically has no record, but there are a string of allegations for stalking, harassment, and sexual assault. But no charges. JC thinks the sexual predator's picked out Tillman as his next victim. So he breaks into Benton's apartment, of course. It's all decorated with pictures of Benton, plus his initials all over the place. JC says he "likes to mark his own territory." Then he notices there's a coffee canister, but no coffee maker. He looks inside, and finds cocaine. JC finishes downloading Benton's email and personal computer files and heads out.

NYPD. Detective Carter's hard at work these days on nothing other than obsessing about JC. She's watching the footage from last week's robbery, focusing on the part when JC pulled Bench up and whispered to him. She tells her cop friend that it's obvious that JC said something to Bench, and that Bench said something in return. She's going to question Bench, she says, but she thinks he's a paralegal named Burdett.