Susan sits down at Gluttony's bedside. "Did you talk to your parents?" she asks gently. "My mom," Gluttony corrects her, lightning-quick. Susan explains that if she eats better, she'll feel better; Gluttony swears she's completely happy being fat. "I'm glad you're comfortable with your body," Susan insists, but warns her that extreme weight gain in such a short time can be a health hazard. "And you know, you'll be in high school soon, and you'll be interested in boys...." Susan adds. Idiot! As Susan explains that someday, Gluttony might want a boyfriend, it's becoming increasingly annoying that she's tying it to a conversation about the girl's weight. ["I could not agree more, dude." -- Wing Chun] I think it's insensitivity. Although it cracks me up that Sherry Stringfield, she of the vilified weight gain, got saddled with a story about a girl who suddenly chubbed up. I hope she gave the writers paper cuts with their own script. Susan's alarm bells toll when Gluttony swears she never wants a boy to touch her, ever. "When did your mom marry your stepfather?" Susan asks carefully. A nurse enters. "Three months ago," Gluttony confesses. Susan silently realizes that this coincides with the gorging, but she's called away by the nurse, who informs her of Abby's assault. Little Gluttony is forced to take a back seat to Wrath and Pride.
When Susan bursts into the exam room, Luka is already helping Abby, checking her eyes. This makes me angry. Susan and Abby have no history together, except for a thinly sketched mutual interest in Carter. Luka and Abby had a relationship, wherein bodily fluids were shared and sharing an apartment was briefly discussed, and yet we're cheated out of seeing his reaction to his ex's badly beaten face. That's the scene I wanted -- that's the emotional moment I wanted to see, rather than Susan's reaction which I don't care about, and I'm feeling really ripped off right now. And no, it's not just because Luka's hot and deserves more screen time -- although now that you mention it, Hot Luka crying would be so very tasty. At least we might still see Carter hear the news. Anyway, Susan gloves up while Abby fills them in on the details. "My neighbor's pissed because I sent his wife to a battered women's shelter," she says flatly, full of bravado. Luka connects that her neighbor is the guy who showed up at the hospital earlier. "So he knows where you live?" Luka quizzes. Oh, honey, you were doing so well, and now suddenly your synapses are on a plane back to Bosnia. He's her neighbor and he beat her up in her apartment. But bless him for being worried. Susan completes her scientific prodding and establishes that Abby's innards appear intact. Squirming and self-conscious at all this attention, Abby uncomfortably requests a gown. Luka turns away and tries prescribing morphine or Vicodin, but Abby staunchly insists that Tylenol is sufficient. I can't tell if she's somehow worried about the effects of using heavy-duty painkillers (see: Carter, plus her own addictive tendencies) or if she's trying to downplay the severity of her injuries. Susan notices a contusion on Abby's thigh. His back to them, his face pointed at us (yay!), Luka tenses. "She got kicked?" he chokes. Abby shrugs that she's not sure. Susan demands a rape kit even though Abby vehemently denies the possibility that Brian sexually violated her. Luka, still facing the camera, is desperately trying not to flip his lid. Abby stares morosely into space, the bridge of her nose sporting the crustiest purple bruise-welt I've ever seen.