He's bent out of shape on account of the fact that he learned Adele was in the hospital from a scrub nurse asking how she was doing, rather than from Meredith. Adele is behind him, rolling her eyes at his theatrics, and she tries to quiet him and tells him that Meredith hadn't even had a chance to examine her yet. Richard asks warily if this is true and Adele just continues on by explaining that when he gets worried, he gets gruff. She then once again explains that she hurt her wrist by falling off of a stepstool, but this time adds that she had been reaching for the holiday decorations. Neither Richard or Mere mentions that this is a bit strange, given that it's the middle of February and unless she likes to decorate the house with top hats, glorious beards and festive curled wigs for Presidents' Day, there isn't really a decorating holiday coming up anytime soon. Meredith's face is extremely serious as she assures Richard that she ordered and x-ray and an ortho consult, and that she'll call and make sure it's coming soon. How would she have ordered those things already if she hadn't yet examined Adele? I'm not sure, but Richard doesn't mention it and they are interrupted by a chorus of screams which Mere leaves to investigate.
The screams, of course, came from Stewart's room and were from all of the gathered doctors -- Stewart had been showing off how when he moved his eyebrows, he could make the knife in his head move too. He does it again to show Mere and the docs all holler at him to stop moving. Dave then pipes up to brag that the fight was awesome since Stewart kicked a guy's ass. I think that guy had the last laugh burying a knife in Stewart's melon, but then again maybe not -- Cristina asks him math questions and while he doesn't get anything correct except for the simplest one, he points out that he missed those because he's drunk, not because he's got brain issues. Amazed, Cristina agrees that his mental status is totally intact, as if there was no damage at all. Dave wants to just pull the knife out so that they can get to the game, and then he pulls another beer out of his pants to keep the party going. Lexie shrieks and grabs it away but he just finds another one. He's like a clown car with the way he continues making bottles appear as if from nowhere.