Jane: Are we sleeping together?
Lisbon: Excuse me?
Jane: Well, you're a cop, that's obvious, but you're not treating me like a suspect. And I can't see any other reason for a police officer to come to my bedside unless we're...unless we're sleeping together.
Lisbon: You don't know who I am?
Jane: Please don't take it personally. I'm sure you're quite memorable. I just--I-I've been through a lot...apparently.