Just kidding. None of that stuff happened. It was only another scene without a point.

Back at the hospital, Nicolas tells John that forty years before he'd ordered a brandy at a bar and had gotten a waitress named Brandy, instead. "It's a case of communication breakdown that resulted in a marriage instead of breaking one up," says he. Shut up, Nicolas. He says his real fear is that if he stays home all day, Brandy will realize that he's not good enough for her. Yeah, good point. Nicolas asks John to close Melanie's case the next day. The Melancholy Oboe of Hospitalization softly moans.

John works on his closing. Ally comes into his office and babbles a bunch of stupid stuff. John babbles, too. Ally fingers her nose and leaves. Bananarama's "Manic Monday" starts playing and...Just kidding.

Mark and Richard kick back in another office. "What a relief!" says Mark. Richard makes an unfunny remark about Viagra. Elaine walks in and Richard asks her, about Mark, "Not that it's any of my business, but how was he?" Elaine answers by grabbing and kissing Mark, knocking him back onto the desk. "Both moaning," the closed-captioning tells us. Well, that's nice for them, I guess.

Melanie's prosecutor gives a lame closing. John and Melanie do a hand-slamming tic together. John speechifies about Melanie's long life of being stared at. He quotes Oliver Sacks and ponders the imponderable aspects of Tourette's syndrome. He pulls the old "unless you've walked in her shoes" argument and then the old "if you have doubt, you must acquit" routine.