Suture room. Benton works and teaches, and Carter looks a little nauseated. Wendy pops back in to say the cop has arrived, and Benton hands Carter the instruments and takes off, telling Carter to finish. Cut Hand and Carter look equally freaked out by this development. Carter swallows hard, leans toward Cut Hand's cut hand, unconvincingly assuring her, "This isn't going to hurt at all." Hee.

Elsewhere. As Doug looks on, Tracy asks a sullen-looking kid named Billy what happened. Billy's mother tells her that the school sent him home, saying that he vomited blood. Tracy takes this in, and asks Billy to tell her how it happened. Billy makes no move to answer, but no matter, since Mrs. Billy is on the case: "He's a very high-strung child, always has been. Very tense, very nervous." Tracy suggests that Mrs. Logan (formerly "Mrs. Billy") wait outside while Tracy examines Billy. "Why?" snaps Mrs. Logan. "It's just a procedure," Tracy says calmly but firmly. Mrs. Logan protests, "Well, I think I should be here. I'm worried about Billy -- he needs me!" "Please wait outside," Tracy insists, a little more testily. Mrs. Logan gets even more pissed off and starts getting all "I don't know who you think you are" on Tracy, whereupon Doug steps forward and wheedles, "You're absolutely right. You love your son. And you want to see him treated as soon as possible. So it's best if you have a seat outside here, and we'll be right with you." He ushers Mrs. Logan out. Billy clutches himself. Doug does the classic Ross Lean-In/Husky Talk™, asking Billy whether he did vomit blood. Indeed, he did. Doug asks whether Billy has any pain. Billy nods. Doug asks him to point to the pain, and Billy -- as his mother looks on through the glass -- points to his torso. Doug establishes that Billy has vomited blood before, many times. Doug sort of chucks Billy on the head and makes a little growly noise, and then both he and Tracy turn away from Billy -- so they're facing Mrs. Logan, who is still outside the room, staring through the window -- as Doug comments, "First eight-year-old ulcer patient I've seen." From Mrs. Logan's side of the glass, we see Tracy's judgmental stare.