Strange time jump to, I guess, a few minutes later, when Jane is standing in front of her refrigerator with her hands on her hips and Nicki is asking if she can ask a question. "Yeah," Jane says, reaching out and grabbing Nicki by the hair before she passes. "What's up?" All casual like that. Nicki: "Why do you have to lie to protect this John guy? Just tell the truth." Geez, Nicki, last week you were all, "When you elope with the monkey, will you be Mrs. Jane Tarzan, or can I just call you second banana?" Jane says she can't tell the truth. "But he killed Michael!" shouts the girl who was strangely absent from the funeral. Jane turns and says that he didn't kill anybody. "Tried to save Michael," Jane says, so unable to believe her own lie that she has to roll her eyes while shifting her head at the same time. "Michael is dead," Nicki says, because somehow we might have forgotten that someone died, and that someone had the first name of Michael. "And you were there, you know what happened," Nicki adds, just in case you're just tuning in, maybe because you've heard all the good praise about this show that has caught America's attention. "Why aren't you going to say anything?" Nicki whines. Jane says that would put Tarzan in danger, both from his uncle and from the other cops. Nicki blinks a million times and relents. "I don't understand," she says. Hey Nicki, get in line. "Then you just have to trust me," Jane says. Oh, is that all we have to do? Because you're so good at what you do, Jane. Nicki stares at Jane for a while, clearly not trusting her, and I'm thinking soon this tertiary character will be visiting her mom for good.
The station. No flags at half-mast here. Jane stands in the doorway and watches all the "action" of people handing pieces of paper to each other, men rifling through file cabinets, wandering officers, and people answering phones. Oh, it just brings all of it back, doesn't it? Sam's talking to Gene as they look through some paperwork, complaining that they haven't found anything. Gene jerks his head in Jane's direction. Sam asks her if she's okay. Jane's all smiles. Everything's great. They hug. Sam asks why she's not taking the week off. Jane says she got sick of daytime television. Gene says that the lieutenant wanted Jane to take it easy. I guess the Captain got fired for being too much of a stereotype. Jane asks what they're working on, as if somehow it wouldn't be Michael's case, since they are the only cops in New York. Sam tells her not to worry about it, and that they have it under control. "Mike's case?" Jane asks. Gene and Sam stare at each other for a little while. Jane says she's fine and she wants to know. She says she's still Sam's partner. She drops her jacket and sits down for a briefing. Sam says he thought at first that it was the rich kids from the parking garage who did it, but none of them was big enough "to take Mike." That and they were busy getting arrested at the time. Sam says he now thinks there was someone else with them. At this point, the lieutenant calls Sam into his office. He stops when he sees Jane sitting there, doe-eyed. She says that whatever it is, she wants in on it. "You should be home," the lieutenant says. Jane says she'd rather work, to get her mind off whatshisname. They all lower their heads as Jane tries to remember his name. They decide to move on, anyway. Jane says "Please," so they let her in on the case.