Tim's father, Jack tells us, is Milton Larson, highway contractor but -- probably more important in terms of enemy-making possibilities -- the newest member of the gaming commission, meaning casinos need his vote to get a license. Ralph tells Jack that when they talk to the parents, use Tim's name and not to speak of him in the past tense lest they freak out and become useless, investigation-wise.
Elsewhere, Vincent and Laura -- I assume we're still in Vegas, but there was no on-screen graphic, so how can we be sure? -- are feeling each other out (not up). Vincent's got the full-court press on, selling Vegas to Laura, wining and dining her and taking her to "Sammy's second show." More '60s references, guys! More! MORE! She gets the sense that this is leading to something beyond their usual arrangement, which seems to be the occasional weekend trip home and Christmas in Miami and she's right: He wants her to move to Vegas. She's not keen -- "there are things you need to do and things I don't want to see," she tells him, and it's not like she bought the "broken champagne bottle" explanation for the bandage on his hand. She's surprised, maybe intrigued by the invitation to the country club by Vincent's "banker friend," but Vincent long ago promised her the straight life. "It's not a dream anymore. It's right in front of us," he says. She's skeptical, but he wants her to at least think about it.
Jack and Ralph go to talk to the family. Milton is played by Greg Grunberg, who I really hope will get a role someday that will make everyone stop thinking, "Hey! Eric Weiss!" And I'm speaking as an Alias fan. Anyway, Tim's mom tries to describe the nefarious pool guy, but she breaks down. Ralph assures her that Tim's alive, because they've got something the kidnappers want. Milton's business partner tells Ralph they'll send over the gaming agenda so they can see if there's anyone who might have a problem solvable by kidnapping.
Meanwhile, Dixon is going over the burned-out car with Don Simmons, who can tell just from finding a gas can and a Zippo in the torched Ford that the Zippo was used to ignite gas to burn the Ford! It's like watching Sherlock Holmes work! Perhaps more importantly, Dixon finds the vehicle identification number is still legible.
Vincent isn't so busy that he can't stand waste time gazing at the fish tank in his office, but that might be so he can turn dramatically around when Red shows Ralph in. "I'd exchange pleasantries, but that's always a one-way street," says Vincent. Heh. Ralph says he's not here to be pleasant, and he's got a hundred-percent success rate on that goal. Ralph tells him about Tim's kidnapping, and wants to know which of Vincent's mob buddies has a problem with the gaming commission. Vincent's insulted by the implication -- especially as Ralph points out Vincent's Tumbleweed plans will need commission approval -- and says he might tell Ralph if he knew anything, but he doesn't. Ralph doesn't believe him and swaggers on out of there, and then Red answers the phone, relaying the message to Vincent that "Jones from Milwaukee is here." This does not appear to be welcome news.