Anspaugh comes in and asks to speak to Romano privately. Good grief, right now? While Romano's up to his elbows in the blood of the innocent? Is that likely? I think not. Romano predictably gives him lip, so as the others who toil are preparing to ship SoapGirl upstairs to be worked on, Anspaugh goes ahead and breaks the news that Romano can't scrub in, because his privileges are being limited. Nothing personal, it's just the Bob Dole Arm. Romano looks shocked and appalled, because only he is allowed to be an ass and not care about anyone else's feelings. Anspaugh and Carter leave with SoapGirl, and Anspaugh congratulates Kerry as he goes. Kerry and Abby then stare after Romano as he steams off down the corridor, infuriated. Some editor or other earns his paycheck as they merge Romano's kick to a metal trashcan into that dramatic "POW!" that starts the theme music. That would be the theme music which, by the way, I hate intensely and always have. Even when the show didn't suck like a hundred octopus tentacles the way it does now, the theme music was dull and muddled. By the way, I actually know a guy who once got frustrated at work and kicked a metal trashcan down a long marble hallway, just like in the movies. From what I heard, it was even more dramatic than this. He got quite a lot of echo.

Commercials. Bras and underwear, stat!

Abby and Susan sit outside on the Gossip Stoop, lamenting those crazy teenaged drivers just like a couple of old ladies meeting up at the Efferdent sale. Then, the conversation turns to Carter. It's unfortunate, but you know the way you often find yourself yapping with your friends about their boring boyfriends, no matter how boring the boring boyfriends are. Anyway, Abby tells Susan that Carter is going to Belize to go scuba diving with his fraternity pals. And, presumably, to end up as a cautionary tale on the next Fox reality special, When Big Fish Devour Doctors. There is some babbling about how those silly boys are always going off on their adventures, and how they're all wacky and stuff, and don't you just love them, and so forth. Susan reveals that she has a blind date, having allowed herself to be set up by "a friend of a friend." Eesh, that is way too tenuous a connection for a blind date. When you know somebody who knows somebody who knows your blind date, I would venture to say you don't have nearly enough information. When Abby teases Susan about the blind date aspect itself, Susan says that this means some people "never leave high school." Again, it's a dumb-ass effort at a witty remark, because blind dates aren't strongly associated with high school. They're strongly associated -- at least for me -- with singlehood, but not high-school singlehood. But enough about romance -- time to meet the ambulance, which is just pulling in.