Lone Gunpad. Lights up on Langly's Korn t-shirt. Still don't know how to make a backwards "R." They're all talking about Yves, again, She's a puzzle wrapped in a question mark, wrapped in a black leather catsuit. They can't track her down. Lenny is chilling with them and says, "Aren't you guys hackers?" They are. They found out that Yves billed her phone to the offices of Martha Stewart Living. Snort. Ripping off Martha: That is a good thing. Jimmy lumbers in and is like, what's he doing here? Get off the case. Yves said to, too. They're like, Yves is in Romeo 61! Jimmy's like, whuh? Duh? Snuh. Langly's like, "I've only ever seen her protect her own interests. And what about her name? The anagram? What's that supposed to signify?" Jimmy says Langly is wrong about Yves. Well, I guess we'll find out in this episode, the season finale, episode twelve by 1013. Yes, I guess all our questions will be answered. Oh, yay.
A phone dials speedily. Then, it rings. Mulder's machine goes off, and Yves uses her computer to speak in Frohike's voice, setting up a meeting "away from prying eyes." Oh, that manicured, catsuited hussy.
That Fatboy Slim song starts up (before you ask, it's called "Weapon of Choice," and yeah, I love the video with Christopher Walken dancing. He should get his own cooking show, already), and we get a montage of the LGs and Lenny trying to track down Yves. Can you ask a rainbow to stop being a rainbow for just a second? Then don't try to track down Yves. But they try anyway. Lots of shots with fingers tapping on keyboards and pixilated maps and street signs flash by. They end up at a hotel, Bishop Place, and break into her room. Langly thinks he popped the booby trap, and ends up with a face of blue dye. Hee. Aww. They go in and snoop around, Lenny yukking it up at Langly's expense. He even got dye on his great Dead Kennedys shirt. Frohike takes a look at the lingerie drawer, and Jimmy registers his displeasure at doing this to their comrade, again, for the millionth time. Lenny asks, "What do you keep him around for? You got a lot of hard-to-open jars?" Hee. No, he's eye candy, Lenny. You know -- for the ladies? Not this one, though. Langly reminds Jimmy where the door is, and Jimmy doesn't need that one explained, for once. Lenny is like, let's get back to work and find my stolen disk. The LGs are so his patsy. Then they find a Swiss Bank account number, with a few million bucks pumped in from the "Fenix Atlantic Corporation." So that's who has the disk.