Elizabeth arrives. "Someone called for a consult?" she crabs. "Welcome back, Elizabeth," Chen says smoothly. Elizabeth doesn't have time for pleasantries, and doesn't really know what they are or how to use them anyway. Chen points her to a head-trauma case, and is then distracted by the staring, silent man at the front desk, who delivered a package for Luka and is now standing there unmoving and stone-faced. He looks like Tobey Maguire at the Oscars, but with 50\% more charisma. "Are you waiting for something else?" Chen asks. "Can you talk?" The man does nothing but follow Chen with his eyes as she moves around the desk to meet him. She reads his name tag -- he is Martin -- and has Malik put him in an exam room.

The paramedics bring in a teacher who's suffered smoke inhalation and minor burns. They exposit that Martin Luther King Elementary School is on fire. "A space heater fell on a little girl's sweater," babbles the dazed and coughing teacher. Weaver is confused -- she thought a stabbing victim was coming in -- and a paramedic explains that the fire is a new development, and that she should expect more cases because all engines in the area are reporting to the scene.

Then, Weaver's stabbing case comes in -- nineteen-year-old Diana Hayes, with wounds in the neck and chest. She's carted off to a trauma room, leaking blood everywhere.

Abby and Dr. John "Little Lord Fauntleroy" Carter banter about a patient, so that we know they have a rapport, and enjoy looking at each other, and bat their eyelids and whatnot. "Still keeping vampire hours?" Carter asks casually. Abby nods. She's off now. "Not that I can sleep much during the day," she sighs. "Luka doesn't have curtains?" Carter wonders. "Not in the living room," Abby answers, and it's a pretty pointed answer at that. Carter jerks his head up and stumbles over himself to point out the sheer quantity of spare rooms at Gamma's manse. "What happened? Lose some of the kitchen staff?" Abby jokes. "A girl needs her beauty sleep, that's all," Carter backtracks, trying for a joke. They smile at each other. They get flustered. A 500-pound elephant walks up and sits down between them. Carter breaks out in a titillated sweat. Carter and Abby fans the world over quiver violently, spark up cigarettes, and light more votive candles at their shrines while chanting love poems.