Riley apologizes profusely to John, while he tells her it wouldn't have stopped the break-in, but it might have stopped the picnic. And Chrome Artie strides down an aisle with Jody only now feeling like "this is getting a little shady!" because Chrome Artie saying he's going to hurt Cameron is fine, but going to the grocery store is "a little shady."

"Does she hate me now?" says Riley, and John tells her not to sweat it, as "it's a long list," like, way to sell out your mom. In the very next aisle is Jody yammering away at Chrome Artie, saying people would probably like him more if he opened up a little, and then she's distracted by food again, like she's my great Dane when you wave a Dentabone in front of her face, and she touches a display of some canned goods that all come tumbling down, like NICE STACK JOB, STOCK BOY, and Chrome Artie is distracted by Jody's mind-bogglingly annoying idiocy long enough for Riley and John to walk past, not that they notice Chrome Artie either.

So let's check in with Ellison, who's standing in a police lineup and being confidently picked out. "That's the guy! That's definitely the guy!" says some white-haired dude. During the interrogation, Ellison says he doesn't know any Peter Myers, and the detective says the witness who picked him out recognized Ellison from the news a couple weeks back. Ellison, for some reason, needs some prodding to remember why he was on the news, and the detective starts talking about the FBI team that was slaughtered, and suggests Ellison's going a little crazy from survivor guilt. "By now you're drowning in guilt, I'm guessing," says the detective. Ellison wants to talk to his lawyer now, so the detective says fine, and gets up to leave, before asking, Columbo-style, one final question: "Why did you steal his clothes?" Ellison's all, wha? "You were naked when you killed him," says the detective. Well, if that's true, I should think it would be kind of obvious why Ellison stole Myers' clothes. "I told you. It wasn't me," says Ellison.

"Your alibi isn't exactly iron-clad, Jim," says the detective, "unless you've got a twin brother I don't know about." Then, for anyone who's an utter moron AND missed the beginning of the episode, we flash back to Ellison's doppleganger busting down his front door.

Speaking of busting down the front door, Cameron and Sarah visit Dr. Walter Ostrowski's office, and ignore the receptionist who tells them the doctor is busy with patients. They walk in on the dentist working on some woman's mouth, and tell the doctor he has something that belongs to them. They have a friend in common in the diamond district, says Sarah. "Moishe," says the doctor, who invites them to talk in his office, just across the hall. He follows them, but then makes a break for it outside, and manages to get all the way to his car, which is amazing given that he's an older overweight dude being chased by a TERMINATOR and everything. Guess it must be hard to run in hip-huggers that tight. Cameron punches through Ostrowski's window, and then rips the door right off the hinges, like RIGHT OUT IN PUBLIC, and Ostrowski starts begging them not to kill him, saying he'll pay Moishe all the money he owes him, which is up in his office. Sarah, annoyed, tells Cameron to let him go, because the dentist isn't the guy who robbed him. But they WILL take the money, though.