Hunt is standing on Cristina's vent when she walks in and seems a bit taken aback to see him there. She finally comments that she hasn't seen him all day, and he immediately starts to ask what would have happened if he hadn't woken up. He starts to fall apart as he tells her how he would never hurt her, but then his hands just did it. He tries to tell her he can't do this but she pulls herself together and starts sternly reminding him that he did wake up. She doesn't let him break up with her, and reminds him that she knows her limits and what she can handle. Relieved, he slumps towards her and falls into a kiss, but she stops him, clearly not ready. After staring at him a moment, she leaves and he's left with the fan down there slowly turning, though this time it doesn't hypnotize him. Who knew there were so many propellers in everyday life?
Bailey walks into Izzie's room, and she happily measures the half-scarf against her boss. Bailey loves the green color and asks who it is for, and Izzie is oh so sly by not answering. Seriously, she might as well have just been knitting Bailey's name into the thing -- it wasn't the most smoothly executed part of the story. Bailey then tells Izzie about a colectomy she has later on and asks Izzie what she'd do, since she doesn't want her to get rusty. Izzie's not having it and asks if Bailey even thinks she'll be there in a year to do surgeries again, but Bailey answers very plainly that she thinks she will be there. That said, she again starts to give Izzie the surgical scenario and Izzie smiles at her. If every cancer patient had a friend like this at their bedside, I think the world would see an increase in survival rates from all the Awesome and good vibes.
Derek, meanwhile, is walking through Izzie's surgery in the empty OR. He's very solemn, and his movements are punctuated by a lot of very dramatic sighs.
Alex marches into the Chief's office and puts down a bag with a very conveniently placed green label to hide his contents, announcing that the cup is all filled up. The Chief is eating and fairly grossed out by all of the potential Alex that is sitting within a fork's length. Alex adds, "It's fine. I washed my hands." It had never occurred to me that this wouldn't be the case, so now I'm doubly glad to hear that. Richard asks if he spoke to Izzie about all this yet, since they are basically conceiving a child, but Alex just yells that he asked for his contribution, and here it is. He leaves with a patented, "Whatever," and the Chief tries to push the bag a little ways away so he can eat.