Inside, Chen rolls her eyes at the still-screaming fire alarm. Pratt attaches himself to her and says, "Now you see why I want to get the hell out of this place." Chen playfully insists that it's not that bad there. "I left County once, but I came back," she says, all serene and pompous. Blech. "Something about this place gets in your blood," she adds. Pratt attributes this to asbestos, then leers at Chen that he wants her to help him celebrate the Northwestern assignment. She fingers his tie. "What did you have in mind?" she salivates. Ew. Get a room. In Cleveland. Poor innocent Gallant trots up at just that moment and interrupts the mental slurpings of these our intrepid shagbirds. Mrs. Reynolds's fever spiked and he's worried. "Find me later," Chen gurgles at Pratt.