April is still trying to separate the lovebirds but the acetone isn't working, and she's at a bit of a loss. She thinks that her problems are solved when she sees Bailey walk by and excitedly runs after her to get some help.

What April couldn't tell through the window is that Bailey can only just manage to keep herself upright at this point, and she announces that she's just there to take a nap before she goes home. April still doesn't really notice what's wrong and starts to babble about her patients, and Bailey just babbles back about young people, love and fistulas. But when Bailey can't get a dollar into the vending machine, and then acts sad, like the machine is a friend who has betrayed her, April finally (FINALLY) gets what is going on. She gently asks Bailey if she is drunk and then helps her put her dollar in the machine so that she can get some oh-so-delicious-after-too-much-to-drink chips. Bailey, of course, just claims to be a bit tipsy.

Mere, whose patient is finally in the CT, has her own moment of thinking a white knight has arrived, this time in the form of Teddy. But Teddy astutely points out that if Joe won't give her back her car keys, she's probably not in good shape to actually practice medicine. Teddy then drops the bomb about Cristina bartending, which Mere thinks is a joke, but Teddy assures her that it's quite real. She then launches into yet another internet dating tirade, and Mere has to help her zip her jacket as she talks. Teddy then veers onto the subject of Cristina again, and she's pretty torn up that her star student is mixing drinks and letting bachelors feel her up. Mere looks appropriately grossed out at the idea, but then has to go back to work because the scans are up. Who would have ever thought we'd see the day that our residents were the more mature doctors, taking care of the attendings?

Mark has managed to get Callie home and as she wallows in her drunken funk he tries to make her feel better and helps her take off her boots. The camera gives us a long, loving shot as he unzips each one, so we know what is lurking somewhere in his mind. Mark mentions that Cristina looked like she was having fun but Callie says that's crap and talks about how girls who dance on bars are aloooooone, just like her. I agree with the "crap" part but her metaphor obviously veers off of Cristina and is about Callie's current state. She realizes she just needs to sleep, and Mark very sweetly tucks her in to her makeshift bed on his sofa.