Abby can't escape her crushes. Inside the lounge, Luka is making fresh coffee. "So, about [Neecole]..." Luka begins, uncomfortably. Abby interrupts that he really doesn't have to explain, because it's none of her business. But naturally, after a pregnant pause, she turns and breaks the silence. "It just seems like you're going out on a limb for someone you barely know," she suggests, shutting her locker. "She lost her job," Luka points out. "Is that your problem?" Abby argues. Luka figures he might as well help her. "Is she, like, your girlfriend now?" seventh-grade Abby says, tapping the Valley girl within. Like, no way! Like, Luka insists he totally just got Neecole the job to be, like, friendly, and stuff, and he so fully gives Abby coffee right here and it's like, hey, he's hot. "So it's not like she's living with you," Abby breathes, unable to hide her relief. Luka very noticeably doesn't answer her, instead looking a bit guilty again before swinging out into the reception area. Abby follows. "She's LIVING with you?" she asks, galled. Luka swears it's just until Neecole can save a bit of cash. "She's a sweet girl; I'm trying to help," he insists defensively. Abby leans against the counter and irritatedly notes that Luka shouldn't feel obliged to help everyone. Damn right. How long has he known this wench? And she's living with him now? Since when is Luka that trusting? Maybe we're supposed to think he gets off on the white-knight thing, and that's why he stayed with Abby so long -- because she's tormented -- and that's now why he's taking on Neecole. Oh, and also because the writers want to force Julie Delpy down our throats. Not being a lesbian or a straight man, I'm not too excited by this.
As she enjoys a good sulk, Abby hears Carter ask what her problem is. She peeks over the counter and catches him crouched on the other side. "Luka has a new project," she grouses. "Like what?" Carter asks cheerfully. "Coin collecting?" Heh. Abby grimaces that Luka's now into Neecole the Cookie Girl. "Why do you care?" Carter asks. "I don't," Abby lies unconvincingly. Carter just stares at her knowingly and then ditches her, which manages to come off like a pretty decent burn.
Nurse Jacy tells Elizabeth that they've got an IV drip set up for Mrs. Wilson. Elizabeth wants a crash cart nearby. "Are you sure?" questions Jacy. "Stop saying that and do as I ask!" shouts Elizabeth, irate. Benton bolts in just as Mrs. Wilson's pressure plummets, and demands to know what the hell Elizabeth is doing. In the distance, through the door through which Benton came, we see April watching tensely as her mother struggles for life. Elizabeth argues with everyone, desperate to force life down the damn woman's dying throat, but Benton orders everyone to stop. "Look out the window," he argues. "That woman wants to sit with her mother. Let her." Feebly, Elizabeth insists she can help. "No, you can't help her," Benton booms. Mrs. Wilson's machines beep something very sinister indeed, and Benton groans. Elizabeth drops her head, cringing.