If you have black, demon-like eyes, you must be a serial killer, so says Estela Ramos who just survived the overwhelming experience of being stalked and terrorized by a man declaring his undying love. She knew Dr. Pervo was creepy from the start and is now positive that she can identify a murderer just by looking at him.
Given the choice to either track down and bust a serial killer or have sex with her boyfriend, Estela would rather butt in to an FBI investigation. Although she's madly in love with Caleb and has fun trying, she just can't bring herself to seal the deal, and, quite frankly, feels a bit deformed. Why take a chance at another failed tryst in the sheets—or hay—when there is a serial killer afoot?