I'd like to point out that my roommate spent eight hours in the ER, and not one person projectile or otherwise vomited on any public surface. In addition, no two employees discussed their personal problems or engaged in lovers' quarrels while they treated her, and no foreign-born doctors escorted me to a supply closet and took me roughly while I awaited word of her condition. The latter count was our only disappointment.

Kem noshes on an ice-cream cone that hasn't melted in two hours. The fact that she took two hours to eat an ice-cream cone offsets the flagrant "Look! She's eating CRAP!" aspect of this scene. No human nurses ice cream that long. It's not possible. Carter takes her to the hotel where his parents and grandparents get married, and of course he's checked them in and they're going upstairs for lunch in bed. Apparently, The Chicago Experience includes showing Kem how a local high-class hooker gets treated.

Abby still can't find any information about Kathy's daughter. She and Sam are struggling to help Kerry put the überheadgear on Ethan. Haleh calls Sam out to check on Layla, and Sam uncomfortably offers to take three of Haleh's patients if she'll take over with Ethan. Haleh's like, "Yeah, right. You're the one in the credits, honey."