Gina’s apartment was broken into, and she lost jewelry and a fancy gown. Hoyt is going to look for some non-buffoons at the precinct to investigate. But when they show up, the questions flow: Why do you have so many lycra bodysuits? Who has Joseph Gordon-Levitt nesting dolls? The value of her lost property $700 million dollars, emotionally. When nothing comes back from the lab, Gina files a civilian complaint with Hoyt. “This is a miscarriage of justice, I’m gonna haunt your dreams.”

The plan at the gym is to take it easy and do surveillance in order to protect Terry, whose undercover name is Trent. Black Trent, specifically. His first personal training client is Jake, who can totally lift weights because he was the strongest kid in his camp seven summers in a row. “One and done, that’s it.” Boyle has a much harder job, working the floor with a clipboard. Jake is supposed to keep an eye on Terry, but he lost him because an old guy was hogging the surveillance machine. When the mark questions why he has never seen Terry, nay Trent, at the gym before today, Jake busts out with a gun and badge. A tad premature. Now Terry has to go in with zero evidence, and Jake can’t even point to his delts.

In order to solve the case before Terry loses his cool in the interrogation room, Jake looks at Boyle’s new cloud-based Gymboree appointment system. Right off the bat, he finds a trainer who doesn’t seem to keep any hours, yet trains the same guy Terry dragged in. Jake sets up an appointment with him for a bit of boxing, and Terry shows up at the sting. Wow, what a weird coincidence. This leads to sparring in the ring and a pounding of Jake’s lucky face. Ouch.

To make Gina feel comfortable in her home again, the ladies of the precinct install locks on her windows and…other things? I don’t really know, but Gina is so appreciative that she gives each of them a lycra bodysuit. I’d call that a win-win.

Reprinted from TravelFreak.com