Treat and Patch have just pulled up at the same time in the hospital parking lot. Treat says it's just like old times, when he'd pull into Patch's space pretending it was accidental, then Patch would make disparaging remarks about his lineage. Patch tells Treat he doesn't get to be cute with him -- not anymore. Treat was hoping they wouldn't have to do this. Patch thinks they do. Treat says Rose came to him and asked him to do the surgery, what was he supposed to do? Patch: "I wanted you to say 'No.' Tell her the truth...you haven't scrubbed up in a year, and the risk of spinal cord damage was too great." Treat says he understands Patch's anger, but he needs to go check on a patient now. Ooh. Patch follows Treat, saying she should have never been his patient in the first place, and should have let that other surgeon -- the one with the Andy Brown-sized chip on his shoulder -- do what he came to do, instead of feeding his own huge ego. Treat says he never would have done the surgery if he didn't think he could do the job. "I did the best that I could." Patch: "She needed more than that! She needed the best anyone could do, but you couldn't bear that that wasn't you anymore." Treat suggests they just go in and check on Rose, see how she's doing today. Patch isn't finished. He asks Treat what he's even doing in Everwood, since he moved there to give up on the glory of surgery and find meaning. "You swaddled yourself in flannel and denim, professed yourself a changed man. So explain to me how you keep ending up with a scalpel in your hand." Patch says some other stuff about how Treat has failed at everything he's tried to do in Everwood, including having no family, driving his son away, and thinking the town would save him when no town could do that. With each accusation, Treat looks more and more like he agrees with every word that comes out of Patch's mouth. I sort of do, too, but it still feels awful for Treat. Patch finishes yelling and turns to walk inside. Treat answers a call on his cell, then stops Patch. "Harold. That was Dr. Chao. Rose is awake." Commercials.
Abbott House. Amy is gathering some things for her parents to have at the hospital, and chatting with Hannah. She says Rose moved her big toe today, which was really big. Hannah says it's huge, and thinks the worst must be over. Amy says it's still going to be a long healing process, and the second round of chemo is supposed to be worse than the first, but today was better than yesterday, so she'll take it. And, she adds, Hannah really doesn't have to come with them to the hospital today -- she only has a small amount of time left before she leaves for Minnesota, and she really should spend it with Topher. Hannah says she'd rather go with Amy. Amy's like, "You'd rather spend a day at the hospital with my family than make out with Topher." Hannah: "I'd rather spend a day getting my underarms waxed than make out with Topher." Ouch, in more than one sense of the word. Amy asks Hannah what the hell is going on. Hannah wonders if there shouldn't be more: she loves talking to him on the phone, and his emails make her laugh, but when they hang out in person... "There's no heat?" Amy finishes. Hannah says it's, uh, warm. Amy asks if she never gets the urge to get all sweaty with him. Hannah: "Are you supposed to want to get all sweaty?" Amy says you're supposed to at least miss him every moment that she's not with him, at least at this stage of the relationship. Hannah counters that maybe she and Topher are just milder than that. "So you're a crappy salsa couple?" Amy asks. Hannah argues that mild salsa is not crappy, and a lot easier on the digestive system for one thing. Heh. Amy says yes, but you want a little fear mixed in with every bite, a little something spicy to get it going. Hannah says the salsa analogy is freaking her out a little, so they should stop talking about it. Amy: "You need to break up with him." Yay! I love it when Amy meddles all up in people's business. She tells Hannah that this is not how relationships are supposed to go: kissing is supposed to be the greatest thing in her life right now, not something she dreads. Hannah says it's taken her long enough to find somebody, and she's not going to throw him away because they're not sweaty or spicy or whatever. "It might not be perfect, but it's nice." Amy hints around that there might be somebody out there better than just nice. Hannah says there isn't, and changes the subject. "We should go. Your mom is probably waiting for us."