Maddie Hayward: "Hey Eli, guess who I brought to the straw poll?"
Eli: "Fucking Indira Starr?"
Indira Starr: "Hi, mister! I like to feed clovers to ponies! And also do weird sex stuff!"
Eli: "Uh, not only is she political napalm, but she is an actual crazy person."
Maddie Hayward: "Then there's nothing to be worried about, huh?"
Alicia: "Be careful at Christina's secret apartment, okay?"
Kalinda: "I cannot believe you just said that to me. I feel like Christmas."
Nobody's there, but she does hear a motorcycle speeding away, which causes her to run outside, where there is nobody, but then a further intuition leads her to a car in the parking lot that looks like a person was about to head off to work, about 72 hours ago, when they were rudely abducted. And how come the trunk smells like there's a receptionist in there who has been dead about that long?
Kalinda: "So I guess the biker boyfriend killed her, probably. How ironic! It's almost funny, except for how my biker boyfriend is also going to kill everybody."
Diane: "Okay, guys. So do we call the cops and tell them about the dead body, or do we just let her rot until the end of the episode? Because she could have told the Feds something important, which makes us look bad for her murder..."
Lemond, silently: "Oh, shit. I am like the grossest person."
Alicia, silently: "Yeah, kind of. Sorry about all this."
Diane: "I'm less worried about the fact that we're desecrating the corpse of a murdered woman while we sit around here debating it, and more about how bad we'll look if they find out we all sat around here debating it."
Lemond, silently: "Alicia, I can't do this. We have to..."
Alicia, silently: "Agreed. Let's get to it."
Lemond: "My sister hates me. But she loves Dylan."
Alicia: "I'll draw up the guardianship papers..."
Everybody Else: "Wait, what's going on?"