After some commercials (it's funny if you imagine the ads are part of Mark's seizure montage, like, who knew Pillsbury Crescent Rolls meant so much to him throughout his life?), Mark gags at a scope stuck into his mouth, which is a good sign. Dr. Hammond yells at him. Mark stares ahead catatonically. Cut to MarkCam; Elizabeth stares at him with her hands pressed to her cheeks. Dr. Hammond determines that Mark is "out of it," and Dr. Burke suggests that they close Mark up and "come back in a few days." Elizabeth spits, "A few days?! You've just opened his skull!" Mark mumbles, "Hey, what's going on out there?" Dr. Burke tells him about the seizure, and that they had to stop; Mark says that he's okay now, and that they should continue. Dr. Malcolm gets back in position, and tells Mark to start naming things that start with the letter "B." Mark starts rhyming things off, and we pan over to the monitor just in time to see as Dr. Burke extracts a used tea bag from Mark's brain. Geez, no wonder he's been having all these problems! Mark notices that Elizabeth's anxiously watching the monitor, and asks her if everything's all right. She unconvincingly says yes and asks him how he feels; he says he's okay, but sleepy. Dr. Malcolm -- rather politely, under the circumstances -- asks Elizabeth to get out of the way, and asks Mark to resume naming "B" words; he offers, "Baby. Boy." Elizabeth pokes her head back into view and coos, "So you think we're going to have a boy, do you?" Dr. Malcolm manages not to roll her eyes or tell Elizabeth to sod off so that they may work. Mark says it's "just a hunch." Elizabeth tells him, "We could find out, if you like." Okay, seriously, they start talking about whether or not to find out the baby's sex, and the issue of arguing over both girls' and boys' names, for about a minute. Um, hello? He's going to have a fairly long period of recuperation ahead of him, I'm guessing, and you'll have oodles of time to discuss this then, but, hi. Like, fifty people are sitting here waiting to perform a medical procedure while you two shoot the shit, so could you maybe talk about this later? God! Dr. Malcolm finally breaks in and demands more "B" words, and Mark lists boys' names that start with "B." Shut up, both of you.