Davis, leaning forward, says that it was a misunderstanding that should be of no concern to the police. Daniels lets out one mirthless chuckle, and reminds Davis that Day-Day had $20,000 in cash on him, "delivered out of a Project tower by a known drug suspect. The money was banded and manicured by denomination." And it was sprinkled with heroin, smelled like poppies, and transported in a bag marked "This Is Dirty Drug Money" that was actually made out of crocheted junkie hair. I MEAN HONESTLY. Davis, though, doesn't come close to losing his composure, and laughs, "There's no crime here! That was money that Damien already had on him when he drove down to Franklin Terrace! Money from a cash-bar fundraiser the previous weekend. We filed an amended finance report that shows--" "Fine," says Daniels simply. Davis's face falls at the realization that Daniels totally has his number, so Burrell breaks in to point out, jovially, that they can all agree there was no probable cause to have searched Day-Day. "No, there was PC for the search," says Daniels disingenuously. Davis, his grin back in place, asks, "You're saying you have evidence that a senatorial aide is involved in drugs?" The camera slowly pushes in on Daniels as he calmly explains, "I'm saying we had reason to stop Mr. Price, and effect a body search, after which we discovered twenty thousand [dollars] in cash in banded, manicured bills. That's all I'm saying." Davis finally gets testy, and invites Burrell to "tell this motherfucker just what the fuck it is he's doing here." Burrell starts to burble some kind of diplomatic crap, but Daniels politely interrupts: "It's pretty basic. If the senator's not involved in anything illegal, then he doesn't need to worry. I can't be any clearer about it than that." Davis then gives Daniels a little lesson in the political process, saying that he and his campaign don't look into the backstories of any of their donors, because they don't care who gives them money or why: "We just cash the damn cheques, count the votes, and move on." Daniels, deciding he's gotten everything out of this conversation that he's likely to, gets up, buttons his coat, and asks Burrell if there's anything else. Burrell is too shocked at the stones on him even to get pissed at the insubordination, so Daniels is like, "Gentlemen," and takes off, the coolest motherfucker this side of Lester.