The Only Hospital In San Francisco. Up on one of the wards, a nurse in pink scrubs reads the following from J.D.'s chart: "Multiple abrasions, bruises, and concussion, yet no internal bleeding." "He's a lucky kid," she continues as the camera swings around to reveal that Vaklav's gone undercover as a physician to keep tabs on his victim, "although we haven't been able to ID him yet, so for now he's a John Doe." "Have the authorities been notified yet?" Vaklav rather stupidly wonders. The nurse is all, "Uh, duuuuuh, like, an hour ago," her tone clearly indicating she's beginning to think this guy in the white coat is a complete moron. Vaklav does recover from his idiotic gaffe rather nicely, however, and suavely instructs that the patient be moved into a private room until they've determined his identity. Evidently pleased with this smooth display of competence, the nurse smiles, "All right, Doctor...?" "Vaklav," he finishes for her before adding, "I'm filling in for Doctor Winfield," and you just know they cut an immensely entertaining scene wherein Vaklav surprised and destroyed this Doctor Winfield person with a Flaming Ball Of Death -- and for what? So we could trot after Phoebe The Amazing Dipshit on her wacky visit to a fucking sperm bank? This stupid show. Oh, oops! Was that sperm bank thing a spoiler? I think it was a spoiler. Oh, fuck it. In any event, the perky pink nurse promptly horns up and pretty much drools all over the dark demonic force sent from the flaming maw of Hell, before the scene cuts abruptly...