The ISIS crew learn the crucial difference between the full-body latex catsuit and zentai when they are summoned on a Friday night to Malory's apartment. For once, Krieger is in his glory, taking selfies, dropping some acid and possibly, an upper-decker. Malory and her sexual escapades cause Archer to falter at his usual bullet counting tricks. But, Lana has learned a thing or two. Cyril is unhappy: Why, every time he is invited to Malory's apartment, is there a dead body? The ISIS gang works like a well-oiled machine but is anyone as well lubricated as the Italian Prime Minister, Savio Mascalzone?
—LA-Lawyer