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?
George has found Billing, after what appears to be a long and torturous journey. He asks the first person he sees, "Could this place be any further away? It's like Siberia down here." The lady, who is obviously going to turn out to be Daisy, sneers that it's because they don't like sick people. Well, aren't you a charmer? George points out that she is in a hospital, then asks if she's Daisy. She is indeed, and says she doesn't answer billing questions after 7 PM. Daisy's a bitch. George says that, actually, Stu sent him. Daisy asks if this is some kind of a joke. George says it isn't, and he's going into surgery, and wanted George to come down and find her. Daisy: "Well, you just tell that bastard that he could have come looking for me like ten years ago." Whoa, I guess I can see why Daisy's so bitter. George leaves disappointedly, as Stu is wheeled into surgery.
Izzie and Alex sit in the observation room and argue. Alex asks why she's so mad; Izzie says he looks at everything in a skirt. Alex: "Maybe something schoolgirl. Pleated." He's so disgusting, and it makes me love him even more. Izzie says he wouldn't love the skirt if it didn't have a pair of big bouncing boobs attached to it. Alex is very cavalier about the whole thing, all, "You cut 'em off, you build 'em back up. Life goes on." Izzie thinks if there were a genetic test for testicular cancer , he wouldn't have the surgery, because it's castration, and what man would willingly cut off the part of his anatomy that makes him a man. "This woman is having herself castrated, and we book an OR and act like it means nothing. How can you possibly act like it's no big deal? What if it was me?" Alex tells her she's freaking out, which she is. Izzie says he wouldn't be so hot to kiss her with tongue if she showed up tomorrow with plastic boobs and menopause, now, would he? She stalks out totally dramatically. Man. I love Izzie and everything, but she needs to take it down about five hundred notches.
It's time for Fall Guy's surgery. George has scrubbed in, and he asks how it went with Daisy. George lies that Daisy wasn't there; she's on vacation. Stu says he bets she went up to New Hampshire to be with her parents, because that's where she's from. He looks happy as he says this, as if he's actually taken George's constant carpe diem-ing to heart. George says he's sorry, and Stu tells him it's all good. It is twice as sad, then, when he crashes immediately after anesthesia. Commotion! CPR! Commercials!
Bailey tells George that there will be an autopsy on his new friend, but there was nothing they could do. "Sometimes people get on the table, and they just die." Is Chandra Wilson from the South? I think she must be southern, because her delivery is so much like my mother's -- part concerned, part offhanded, and all awesome. "Sometahms pay-pul jes' get up on the tay-bul and they jes' daaah, bless their little haw-erts." George is all, "But he fell five stories! And lived! It doesn't make any sense!" Bailey tells him they're just all part of the cosmic joke. "Now leave me alone." Bailey goes over to look at the board, and is interrupted by Meredith. She says Mr. Sorrento doesn't want her to tell his wife about her cancer. Bailey gives it to her: "You haven't TOLD her yet? Okay, I didn't hear you say that. You are her doctor. It is your responsibility to give your patients the information necessary to make an informed decision. Now. I'm hungry, I'm tired, and you're in my way." Ha! Hello Kitty cannot save you from the wrath of Bailey, Miss Meredith.
Cristina and Burke frantically scrub in for surgery. They are, like, orgasmic, y'all. Burke asks Cristina if she saw the echo. Cristina says that dissection wasn't subtle. Burke: "Did you see that wingspan? And the pectus carinatum?" Cristina: "What about his palate?!?" They go into surgery, hot as they've ever been.
Bailey is sitting up asleep in a break room. Webber busts in and asks her if she's being wooed. She jerks awake, all, "'Scuse me?" Webber says he knows she's being wooed away by some other fabulous hospital, but it's not going to bother him, oh no. "It's fine. Fine! Go be a hotshot somewhere else." Bailey says that's not it. Webber is not hearing it. "How could you do this to me? I'm hurt, really hurt." He tells her she's gifted, and she's ungrateful, and that's all he's saying. Bailey finally confesses what we've all known since this silliness started: "I'm pregnant, you blind moron." Webber's like, "You...what?" Bailey runs down the list of all the awful things that happen to one's body during pregnancy: elevated heart rate, indigestion, gas, swelling. She says she's carrying a boy, which means you burn 10% more calories than if you were carrying a girl. "GUESS WHAT I'M CARRYING? I try for seven DAMN years, and a month before my fellowship notifications, the stick turns blue. Men. From the very beginning they just suck the life right out of you. I'm not leaving. I'm pregnant." Webber is totally shamefaced. "Ummm...congratulations?" Aw.
Back in the OR of Hotness, Burke tells "Dr. Yang" that she will be handling the bone saw. Cristina is thinking this is the best day ever, and thanks "Dr. Burke." The nurses and other technicians in the room all exchange knowing looks. Cristina gets hold of the saw, and Burke cozies up behind her. She whispers to him, "You won't let me pick the wine, but this you'll let me do?" Burke laughs as if she's just said something not at all relationship-related, perhaps some innocent joke about bone saws and how that doesn't in any way sound dirty, and asks if everyone's ready for bypass. Cristina starts up the saw, if you know what I mean, and I am certain that you do, and Burke guides her hand. DIRTY!
McDreamy and Meredith are on the elevator again. He jokes that they apparently both live on it. Meredith tries her best to ignore him, but he gets up in her face and says she has to at least acknowledge that he exists. I'm going to have to disagree with that, pretty hair or no. Mere will barely look at him, and then the elevator stops. It's for Addison, of course. She acts just a little too pleased at this turn of events, and drawls over at McDreamy, "So, you ready to go?" McDreamy looks like he's ready to go just about anywhere but where he is. Mere stands behind them with her arms crossed and shoots daggers at Addison's back. Ugh, they're all so annoying.
Burke and Cristina are now out of surgery, and explain to the wife that her husband's doing fine. The wife says it