Sick Bay. Maywounded reminds Phlox who he is, and Phlox nods. Scrunchie Face explains Maywounded's reaction to the Risan painkiller. "Incredible!" Phlox says, staring up at Maywounded's scans. "What?" T'Pol asks, a bit alarmed. "I've been standing up for almost five minutes," Phlox wheezes in laughter. Scrunchie Face tries to get Phlox back on track. "Hand me that scanner, Captain," Phlox tells T'Pol, who does a double take. Phlox makes a squealing noise as he gestures impatiently at her; then he looks at the scanner and shakes it a few times, until finally T'Pol turns it on for him. Phlox catches on, does some scans, and says that they'll need Regulan blood worms. "What?!" Maywounded shouts as Scrunchie Face goes to get the worms. "They're excellent at filtering toxins," Phlox explains. Scrunchie Face holds up two tins and asks which container they are in. "No! Fresh ones would be better!" Phlox says, going over to the comm system and ordering the helmsman to plot a course for Regulus at maximum warp. T'Pol tells Phlox she thinks this was a mistake, and urges him to return to his quarters. Scrunchie Face and T'Pol take Phlox's arms and start to escort him out. "I appreciate the offer, but it would be best to keep our relationship professional," Phlox tells her. "Ugh! Let's go, Doctor!" Scrunchie Face says. Phlox wriggles free of them and announces, "I am the Chief Medical Officer on this ship and I am going to treat [pause] Ensign Mayweather! And then I am going back to bed!" Phlox grabs his scanner off Maywounded's chest and smacks it until it turns on.