From a hidden position, we watch as Shardene gets out of a cab and hurries on her way. I know they've decided she's a citizen, but if they're going to keep her one, they need to do an intervention quickly to stop her wearing jeans slit up to the knee when she's not on the pole. "How do you want to play it?" asks Kima, watching from a car with Lester. "Hard and tight, like she's got no choice," Lester replies.
Almost instantly, Kima and Lester are coming up on Shardene from behind (though not the way D'Angelo comes up on her from behind). Kima calls her name, and when Shardene turns around, Lester sternly says that they need to talk. Shardene asks what about, and Kima says, "It's a downtown kind of talk." Lester directs her to their car. Shardene starts to look back toward wherever she was going, but doesn't protest that we can see.
Take-out joint. Poot comes out with a bag, and happens to glance down the block in time to see Wallace buying drugs from a kid on the corner. Poot watches as Wallace walks off, and once he's gone, Poot asks the guy what he's selling. "Family affair, two-for-one -- you up?" the guy replies. Two for one's always a good deal, if you ask me. Poot passes, and continues looking down the street at Wallace's back.
Roof. Herc tosses pebbles into a bucket of roofing tar, wondering how the little rocks get onto the roof in the first place. Carver asks where everyone is. "Maybe the whole thing is over and no one bothered to tell us," offers Herc. "Maybe we won." Carver shakes his head as we get a shot of what he's looking at: empty courtyard, empty sidewalks. "Something ain't right," he says. "Come on, let's take a ride." Herc is still busy with his tiny pebbles, which, let's face it, is probably more his speed anyway.
Detail office. Shardene is cooing over Lester's dollhouse pieces. He corrects her when she calls them "toy furniture" ("dollhouse miniatures"), and tells her that making them is a hobby. "My sister had a dollhouse when we were young, but nothing as nice as these," says Shardene. "Can I?" she asks, pointing. "Sure, babe," says Lester, oddly familiar for someone who just met her ten minutes ago, and watches as she gingerly reaches out and takes a piece he describes as "a walnut marble-top vanity." She grins as she tests that the drawers slide in and out, and asks if he has a house for the miniatures. Lester says that he just makes them and sells them. "That seems kind of sad," says Shardene kindly. "You should have a house for them." Lester half-smiles, avoiding her eye, and then Kima comes out to say that they can use Daniels's office. The camera cuts back to Shardene as her face falls and she remembers where she is.