Ulises falls asleep as soon as he gets home, maybe it was the turkey, or long drive out from Topanga, but he is wiped out. He wakes in the darkest hours of the night, his mind troubled by a dream he doesn't quite remember. He can't fall back to sleep, so he hits his exercise machine, counting each rep, saying the number slowly, letting the sound fill his head, driving out other thoughts. When the sun rises, he stops & takes a shower. Heather is supposed to call this morning....

He gets tired of waiting for Heather to call around noon & he calls her. She is on her way out she says, she had a dream & she thinks the dream told her where they should go....but she doesn't understand what the dream said, so she is going to see Serena & see what she says. "Good idea'" Ulises says: Serena is a well-respected psychic & has helped LAPD solve several crimes with her clairvoyance. He makes a mental note to himself to check Heather's brakes the next time he's at her place: he doesn't like her driving that piece of crap all over the city without constant maintenance.

It's beautiful day & Ulises heads out to Venice..talking to Coby about surfing yesterday brought back some fun memories. He hasn't surfed since his Academy days & he wants to see if he still has his chops. Surfing is an incredible rush unlike anything else: though he can't take the big waves like he once did, Ulises has such a great a time he vows to do it more often. He runs into Coby & they hang out at the beach for awhile, talking about music & Heather.

He buys Coby some pizza, and wonders how Heather & her step-brother live like they do, with no jobs and their whatever attitude.

They hit the spa to clean off the salt & sand, where they run into a neighbor of Coby's & Anastasia van der Townie, a wealthy socialite Ulises once arrested for shoplifting in a Rodeo Drive store. She doesn't remember him of course, she was completely stoned on prescription pills & a couple of margaritas at lunch at the time. Ulises cares less about her than the freak hovering around Coby's neighbor. His police instincts are screaming inside him, but he knows there isn't anything you can do about these guys until they actually kill someone. It's the kind of thing that makes him wish he could put on a Batsuit & fight crime from outside the criminal justice system, as Batman does. At home later that evening, Heather calls him, "Santa Barbara," she says, pronouncing it the Spanish way, her rolling r's exiting his earlobes as though she were kissing them, and for a moment, he thinks she's praying. "Serena says my dream was about Santa Barbara," she goes on.

Santa Barbara it is.....