Webber finds Bailey again to bug her some more about her fellowship. She is still unresponsive, and looks to be actively running away from him. Webber follows doggedly and gives her the hard sell, saying their hospital has the best resources, they're a private hospital, and more, so why isn't she more excited? Bailey jumps a little, and is like, "No, I'm excited...but...excuse me, sir...I have to go scrub in." Webber is as confused as Burke and Cristina's waiter, a scene to which we now return.
After they sit in silence for about five years, Cristina says they should probably skip dessert, because she has to be up early in the morning. Burke's like, "Oh. Right. Not a problem." Poor Burke and his oaky Chardonnay. I don't know what I'm busting on him for, though: the only bottle of wine we have in the house is a big bottle of twelve-dollar Shiraz, vintage Rite Aid Drugs. More silence, until there's a crash from a nearby table. Someone yells for a doctor, and it is ON. Cristina and Burke both scream, "YES!" and rush over. Commercials.
Our dynamic duo are now attending to the man who collapsed, who also happens to be one-half of the couple in the elevator from the beginning of the episode. Burke notices the length of his fingers, and Cristina remarks that he's gotta be at least six-foot-four. The man's wife is all, "Huh?" and they explain that he probably has Marfan's syndrome, which means that the walls of his blood vessels are weak. In fact, he could be having an aortic dissection right now! They have to get him to the hospital! They are both so excited it's killing me. The wife is like, "What are you talking about? Who ARE you people?" Cristina calls the hospital to reserve an OR, and Burke orders the paramedics around. The paramedic asks Burke who the hell he even is. Cristina: "He's a cardiothoracic surgeon who's gonna operate on him." Burke: "And she's with me." Aw! It's surgeon love.
Izzie busts in on Sav putting on makeup for her dinner out. Izzie apologizes for the intrusion, and Sav explains that she's going to a sort of last supper with her friends. She asks how she looks, and Izzie tells her she's a beautiful woman. Sav: "And so are you. Is that why this is so hard for you to understand?" Izzie says nothing. Sav says she knows, the menopause, the boobs. But they have hormone replacement, and reconstructions, right? "But the sexy Savvy," she goes on as she brushes her hair, "the Savvy that gets noticed when she walks into a room...yeah, I wonder if that Savvy's still going to be there. Honestly, I haven't a clue. But then I think, 'Is that why Weiss married me?' God, I hope not." Very touching, and I hate to tell sexy Savvy this, but she's no Izzie. Who appears to have gone mute, as she just stands there and stares hard into the middle distance. Wait a minute...Michael? Michael Scofield?