Margaret walks into Leo's office, which is empty. Since he's not there, she turns around and walks right out. The strumming continues. Margaret runs into Charlie in the hallway, and they start dancing the flamenco. Okay, they don't, but they might as well. She asks him if he's seen Leo, and he tells her that he saw Leo packing up a few hours ago. But he doesn't know where he went.
Leo is admitted to a large hacienda. There's tropical foliage behind him. Strum strum strum. Ricardo Montalban is walking down the corridor, looking for some rich Corinthian leather. Leo is greeted, in heavily accented English, by a guy who asks him how his trip was. Leo tells him that it was fine, except for the boat ride. The guy welcomes Leo to the house of "Señor Ernesto Hemingway." Strum strum strum.
C.J. enters the Office of O, followed by Charlie. Jed is sitting at his desk, and Debbie is handing him some papers to sign. Jed looks at his watch and tells Debbie that it's 7:53. She looks at her watch and tells him that it's actually 7:49. They argue. She accuses him of cheating. C.J. tells Jed that the report he wanted to see was last in the possession of Leo. Jed tells her that he's been expecting her, and that he and Debbie had a bet on how long it would be before someone came to ask where Leo was. C.J.'s a bit confused. Jed tells her, "Who knew he was such an Ernest Hemingway fan that he'd drop everything and go and visit Hemingway's house?" Charlie wants to know if he's talking about the house in Idaho or in Key West. Jed tells him that he forgot to ask. Strum strum strum. Speedy Gonzales runs by in the background.
Back in Hemingway's hacienda, Leo and his host are conversing in subtitled Spanish. Leo is excited to be in the house, which his host tells him has not been well-maintained. There's a close-up of Hemingway's typewriter.
Leo and his host walk into another room. A voice asks if Leo admires Señor Hemingway, and he says that he does. And then his host introduces Leo to "El Presidente de Cuba." A Fidel Castro impersonator is sitting in a shadowy corner. He's got a cigar in his hand. Leo bows slightly. Strum strum strum. I'm on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Credits.