Out in the hall, Carter tells Dr. Dave, "You cannot go off like that on a patient!" Dr. Dave says, "He raped his daughter!" Carter reminds him, "You don't know that," adding, "Call Social Services and have Cleo do a pelvic." Dr. Dave says he'll assist. Carter says, "Not after what just happened in there." Dr. Dave says that Shelley trusts him. Carter says, "I think that's a really bad idea, Dave" -- and so do I -- but Dr. Dave snots, "Well, I'm going to assist," and stomps off.
Luka is sticking a needle in the big toe of an older woman as Carol stands by. To her, Luka says, "I heard Kerry was out for your blood." "She was pretty upset," Carol allows. Luka offers to talk to Weaver, but Carol assures him, "Oh, no -- we worked it out." Luka says, "Well, you'd think she could cut you a little slack on your birthday." Carol smiles, but doesn't meet his eye. He asks if she has plans to celebrate, and she says she doesn't, and that she doesn't like to leave the girls with a baby-sitter when she's been at work all day. Hey, I don't have kids. Just sayin'. Luka nods, and says, "No problem. I can cook you a birthday dinner -- even do the dishes." Oh. But if that's what it takes, I could have some kids. I'll borrow some! Carol regards him warily, and then squeals, "Okay! Better get these things to the lab!" and hustles out of there. Luka watches her go, evidently in deep smit. Lord.
In the hall, Mrs. Latimer -- holding a baby -- approaches Chen. Chen asks if everything's okay, and Mrs. Latimer tells her that the doctor in the PICU told her Kenny might have permanent brain damage. Sincerely, Chen says, "I'm so sorry." Mrs. Latimer adds that she'd like Chen to screen Kenny's sister Emma for metabolic conditions. Chen says nothing. You know what? I think we get it.
Elizabeth walks down the hall, accompanied by an older lady. Elizabeth is saying, "I can't force her to stay, but I was hoping that she'd listen to you." I'm going to go out on a limb and guess that this woman is Claire's mom. Sure enough, the woman says, "I love my daughter; I'd do anything to help her." They gaze through the glass into Claire's room; Elizabeth tells Mrs. Claire, "She's exhausted from not eating." "My God!" Mrs. Claire exclaims. "She's skin and bones!" Mrs. Claire pishes the door open and goes inside as Lydia stands next to Elizabeth and asks, "You told the mother?" Elizabeth says, "I had no choice." "She's over eighteen," Lydia observes. Elizabeth says, "She has a terrible disease; I had to do something." Lydia makes a "whatever" face and walks away.