Matt escorts Lucy to the elevator. They stand outside it and make those loud Lamaze-y exhales that I don't think anyone ever does in real life. The elevator opens and, of course, Matt and Lucy rudely rush in before its passenger exits. For a second I was afraid for her that she was going to get trapped in an elevator with those two. God, that would be horrible. Her only option would be to commit hari-kari using that huge pointy pendant Matt wears around his neck. At the last minute, however, she manages to escape. I would like to know why, exactly, she was walking around a department store wearing what appear to be surgical scrubs and carrying two books, but we'll never see her again. Inside the elevator, Matt darts around like a freaking grasshopper while telling Lucy to stay calm. She calmly says she is calm, and that's like the first time in her life that this is true. Matt cackles dementedly. Wow, he sure does have a good bedside manner. That's what I want out of my doctor: someone who, if I'm ever having a medical emergency, reacts by becoming totally insane. Suddenly, the elevator shudders and stops amid flickering lights and the sound of scraping metal and the Violins of Suspense. That can't mean anything good. Matt presses the "door open" button over and over again, despite the fact that this isn't doing any good and it's right above the "alarm" button, which might be more useful at this point. Matt continues to freak out while Lucy makes a worried expression that is no doubt similar to Brenda's as she hoped that no one in her audience saw the last season of Welcome Back, Kotter when this happened to Vinnie Barbarino. Or, for that matter, any of thousands of other shows that have done the giving-birth-in-a-stuck-elevator episode. None of which, I'd like to add, put the pregnant woman in there with her freaking brother. I don't care if he's a future gynecologist; that's disgusting.

The baby shower guests help themselves to food. Annie walks in and apologizes that Lucy hasn't come back from the store yet. "She's been on bedrest for a while. Hope she's okay," says Aunt Julie, her delivery of the line incredibly reminiscent of Kip from Napoleon Dynamite.