Peter "The Stranger" Benton comes in the ambulance-bay doors (I guess? Like I said, everything looks different) just as a bundled-up Jerry heads out. Jerry greets him, and Benton warmly replies, "Hey, Jerry." What? Benton? Warm? Who? And he's GRINNING as he walks in. Obviously they hadn't yet decided to make Benton kind of a prick. As he walks in, we hear typical "action news!"-type music from the TV, and then an anchorman's voice narrating some exposition about a construction accident in the Loop. Behind Benton, that dude Timmy is on the phone at the desk, finding out how many casualties there were and when County should expect them. The anchorman says there were twelve injured and at least two dead. Benton turns away from the TV and heads for the desk. Timmy hangs up just as Carol "Suicide Brunette" Hathaway rolls up, looking about twelve years old; she's unfortunately clad in those baby-pink scrubs the nurses wore in the first season, underneath which she's also wearing one of those t-shirts with the polo collar but no button placket that just look pointless and stupid. I mean, the point of a polo shirt is that you can wear the buttons done up or undone, right? So the collar on the t-shirt without the buttons is...god, this beeyotch is eighty-eight minutes long and I'm writing about Carol's stupid t-shirt. Anyway, Benton ALSO greets Timmy very warmly; Timmy returns the greeting before turning to Carol and telling her to notify Trauma about the accident. Of the twelve injured, apparently seven are critical. Carol gets on the phone as Benton picks up a chart and wanders off, commenting, "It's a good day for us surgeons." So, he's already really ambitious -- just not a bastard yet. FYI.
Elsewhere, Mark is giving orders about Mrs. Williston, among others, to some guy. The guy looks very nervous, and keen, and is writing down Mark's orders in an itty bitty little notebook. Mark also tells Dr. Whatever to roust Doug from Room Three. Mark is about to move on to instructions about the patient in Nine when Benton rounds the corner. We can faintly hear sirens outside as Mark asks Benton, "Do you know what this is all about?" Benton, on his way to the elevators, tells Mark about the collapsed building, adding, "They're sending over a dozen hot ones." Mark asks who's on. "Just us," Benton replies. Mark pauses a moment, and then turns to Dr. Whatever and -- just as the Impending Trauma music starts to thrum on the soundtrack -- smoothly starts again: "Okay! Forget all that. Call Susan Lewis. Call the seventh and eighth floor -- tell them we need anybody they can spare. Why don't you do that now?" Mark cockishly hands poor Dr. Whatever the phone, and continues on his way.