Susan enters the lounge, where Luka is ostensibly shooting glum eye daggers out the window at passersby. "Ten points for another homeless man," he thinks. "Don't let Romano get to you," Susan says. "It only encourages him." That's a nice sentiment, but Luka didn't hear Romano's little snark because he'd already stormed out of the room. Way to remember the previous scene. "They were more than fair," Luka shrugs. He thanks Susan for defending him, which she tries unconvincingly to deny. "You didn't have to," he says softly. "It could've been any one of us," Susan says. Luka hangs his head. Sirens blare. "Time to get back to work," Susan sighs. "Sure I still work here?" he asks with a tiny smile. "Yeah, and your shift started twenty minutes ago," Susan replies lightly. She leaves him alone so that he can look privately confused and conflicted for a moment.