Alex walks in at the moment and asks about the party, and they all really horribly play dumb. Never, ever try to engineer some sneaky plan with these guys -- they have all the subtlety of a Saturday morning cartoon. Alex ignores the stupidity to quip, "They losing her, or what?" The party has completely caused them to forget about the surgery, where an alarm is beeping and the woman is flatlining. Burke taps her heart and shocks her, urging her to come back, and finally they get a rhythm. It turns out to not be all roses, as Meredith looks down and notices a tear in her glove that looks revoltingly like she's playing with the hanging skin of a blister. Her voiceover concludes then with, "The scariest part about responsibility? When you screw up, and let it slip right through your fingers." It's so convenient when the subject she's been pondering about her own life ends up being illustrated metaphorically by one of the medical emergencies at the hospital that same week.
Outside, McDreamy meets up with Mere and asks her happily about getting to hold the heart. She's upset and monosyllabic, which confuses him, but she doesnât explain herself and just gets into the elevator with George. In one of the few elevator scenes lately that does not involve hot making out, she stares glumly at the numbers while George reads a book. Out of the blue, she blurts out what's been weighing on her to George: "I nodded off. Squeezed it." George assures her that the heart is a tough muscle that could take it, but she admits that her nail broke through the glove and freaks out that it might have punctured poor Mrs. Patterson's heart. George unconvincingly tells her that it's fine, but he's now as agitated as she is. They fakely try to convince each other that things are find and there's no reason to tell Burke what happened.