Ken Olin's behind the camera again, but no matter what he does, I'm never going to forget that shot of the lighting fixtures. Sorry, Ken. Back to his theme, Toby mentions that a drug the U.S. sells for $4 a unit can be purchased on the black market in Pakistan for forty cents. As she grabs some papers and heads out, C.J. says, "That's not the only bargain in Pakistan, Toby. My girlfriends and I go for the spring fashions." Under his breath, Toby says, "It shows." C.J. turns to glare at Toby as he heads down a different corridor. A reporter pops out to talk to C.J., and she complains, "He just made a little dig about my clothes, and that's what's gonna be with me the rest of the day." The reporter, who looks like he's fresh out of high school, introduces himself as Bill Kelley from the Cleveland Courier. C.J. greets him, and you can see her thinking, "A reporter. Hm. Wasn't there another reporter around here I was vaguely involved with? He was annoying. I wonder what happened to him? Oh well, probably not important." With that, she dismisses the idea and listens to Bill. Bill asks if she's heard about Bonamo Energy selling drilling equipment to Iraq. C.J. says she's not telling him to drop the story, but she can't comment on it. Bill, who apparently wants C.J. to do his research for him, asks if such a sale would be a violation of sanctions. C.J. replies, "Grand jury investigations are secret, Bill. I can't tell you any more about it." Bill thanks her, C.J. walks on, and suddenly she stops and looks back down the hall with an expression of horror. "Danny!" she shouts. "His name was Danny! Oh my God, it wasn't a nightmare!" Okay, she doesn't say that. She just calls after Bill, who turns, and then says, "Nothing. Just...nothing."