Izzie approaches Bailey, who immediately says, "The answer is 'no,' Stevens." Izzie says Bailey doesn't even know what she's going to ask. Bailey most certainly knows that Izzie wants to prep Denny for his transplant. Izzie: "So it's true? He's getting a heart?" Bailey looks at Izzie and says her face right now is the problem; she's overly emotionally attached to her patient. "So the answer is 'no.' Go back to sutures." Izzie argues that she knows Denny's case and meds better than any other intern, and she promises to be one hundred percent professional. Bailey: "No flirting, no knitting him sweaters, no marathon games of Scrabble?" Izzie says she'll treat him just like she would any other patient. Bailey finally relents, and Izzie runs off happily, with Bailey calling after her not to even so much as sit on Denny's bed.
McDreamy and George are with Kendra the head wound patient. McDreamy says he can't imagine: you're at work, you're doing your job, and somebody just comes and puts a bullet in your head. My foreshadowing-dar suddenly goes off. It tells me to get a nice cocktail, because this is going to be a long night. George says he called Kendra's parents, and they're on their way. McDreamy wants to get Kendra into the OR right away -- the bullet's lodged in her brain, surrounded by a huge hematoma. George breaks the news that Kendra is not only head-wounded, but also pregnant.
Down in the ER, Brad is prattling on and on and ON about how, since he's management, he's fully covered by insurance, and it's just too bad for all his underlings that they're not also covered. Hipster Guy asks Mere if there's any chance she could please up his morphine. Mere says if Brad keeps talking, she's going to need some herself. Hipster asks Mere if she can find out about Kendra for him -- they're not friends, exactly, but everybody likes her because she's a really nice person, the kind of person who will cover your shift and tip the busboys, and she's the only person who calls Brad on his crap. Mere asks why he himself doesn't say something. Hipster says he wishes he could, but he's saving up to go back to school. "I need the job." Just then Callie walks over and barks at Mere to quit socializing and get to the five other patients she has to see. "Move your ass!" Mere looks at Hipster and confides, "I need the job."