Back to that cathedral. Oliver walks into the empty, dimly lit church and kneels in front of a bank of lit votive candles. The Pietà is visible in the shadows behind him. He places a photo in front of the candles. It shows Oliver as a little boy with his smiling parents. "I've been really trying to live my life in a way that would make you proud of me," he says, pausing now and then to find the words. He's afraid he's let them down, remembering how they taught him to take care of other people. Sad piano music plays. He says he's failed. "The woman that I love, she sacrificed everything to protect me," he says, and now he's trying to figure out how to live with it. He thinks for a long time and then there's a subtle shift in his expression. "I can't have other people risking their lives for me." He nods once, almost imperceptibly. "This has to stop." He apologizes to his parents, kisses the tips of his fingers and then presses them to the photo. He gets up and walks away, looking no happier for having come to his decision.
Club DeSaad. Lois, still in her chauffeur's uniform, walks through an apparently unmanned entryway and into a den of debauchery. It's relatively mild as debauchery goes, but it's The CW, not HBO. Men and women in vinyl and leather costumes make out and dance while some low bass music goes thumpity-thump. Lois looks around, uncomfortable at first, then smiles as what will surely turn out to be a bad idea comes to her. The camera turns to Godfrey, sitting at a table as he takes in the sweaty tableau before him. Lois walks down the stairs, now outfitted in a black patent bustier, mile-high heels and platinum wig. A lacy sort of mask covers her eyes. She leans over Godfrey's table and whispers: "You look like a man who could use a little corrupting." He's quite pleased by the sudden appearance of this blonde Amazon. "I'm on the hunt for a little distraction," he says. She whacks his face lightly with a riding crop. "I think the hunter has become the hunted," she says. He looks like he just had a mini O.
Lois grabs him by the front of his shirt and leads him into a secluded room where about a hundred candles have been lit. That just seems like such a fire hazard, man. She pushes him down onto a red velvet sofa and whacks him across the chest with her riding crop. Did she just happen to have this outfit on hand? Or did she "borrow" it from some clubber who had temporarily removed it? Because if so: ew. "What's your favorite tool?" he asks. Lois is momentarily taken aback, then says, "I'm pretty good with a torque wrench." Gordon is titillated: "I'm a torque wrench virgin!" He grabs Lois's thigh. She pushes his hand away then leans over him to grab a candle. She pours melted wax over his bare chest. He gasps with pleasure. Lois makes a funny "you freak!" face while his eyes are closed. When he tries to grab her again, she cuffs his hands to some chains over his head. Two women wander in, arms around each other, on their way to another private room. Lois calls out for them to help her out. They oblige her request to climb all over Godfrey. Lois takes out her camera and surreptitiously snaps a few shots. Godfrey wonders what she'll do to him now that she has him under her control. Lois dismisses the helpful ladies and then proceeds to lean over Godfrey in a most suggestive manner. His eyes widen in anticipation. "Gotcha," she says, taking off her mask. She shows him her camera. He's impressed. "You're seething with ambition," he says. "With you, it's all about the byline." He thinks she'll sacrifice anyone or anything to get what she wants. He offers to give her the scoop on Oliver Queen as Green Arrow. She turns him down and uploads the pics to the Planet's editor. "I don't care about the photos, Lois," he says, his voice going all distorted at the end like he has a throat full of avian smog. He breaks out of the cuffs and grabs Lois by the wrist. He gives her an appreciative ogling. "I can see that you're pure of heart," he says. She looks at him like he's crazy, because... yeah. He regrets he can't take over her body, so he settles for knocking her out.