Inside, Abby pulls a speculum out of a bowl of water and asks the girl with pelvic pain to slide towards her a bit. Pelvic Pain Girl scootches down the bed and rolls her eyes: "God, I hate these." Amen, sister. Abby asks how many partners PPG has had in the last year and whether she uses condoms; PPG says one, and "most of the time." Worried, she asks if Abby thinks she's pregnant, and Abby says no, the urine test came back negative. PPG says, "Wow, that didn't hurt at all," and Abby says, "Warm water. I know a few tricks." Yes, Abby, you used to work up in OB. I do believe we get it, and by the way, you really shouldn't introduce a skillet into a sterile environment. More warming-up-the-speculum banter. Abby tells Haleh to send cultures, and when Haleh confirms that Abby wants "G.C. and chlamydia," PPG asks in a panicked tone, "Do you think I might have chlamydia?" Abby reassures her that they check everyone for STDs, then tells Haleh that "there's a purulent discharge around the cervix," and PPG kvells that she's "been with [her] boyfriend for over a year" and if he gave her a disease, she'll kill him. Abby reminds her that they haven't made a diagnosis yet and continues the pelvic exam; PPG winces and groans when Abby palpates her cervix and ovaries. Abby finishes her exam and says everything looks fine and PPG probably has PID -- pelvic inflammatory disease. She'll give PPG antibiotics via IV and pills and "throw in something for the pain." She tells PPG to get dressed. PPG looks disgusted.