We return to Webber's assistant telling him about an angry letter the nurses have written him. Webber asks why she can't do something about it. "You used to be one of them. Don't you speak nurse?" His assistant says that's why he doesn't get any respect from them: surgical arrogance. I'll say. She says he's killing them with their workload, and they need more nurses. Webber scoffs, but takes the letter.
Bailey shows Yumi's coach what is causing her hiccups -- a tear in the lining of her esophagus, which they can fix surgically. Coach wants it to be after the competition today. Bailey isn't having any of it. She tells Coach that Yumi can't compete today, and if she enjoys the taste of solid food, she'll give up the sport for something a little less aggressive. "Say, boxing." Hee. Coach says he understands, and asks for some privacy for himself and Yumi. Outside, Bailey tells Alex to get a translator up here, to ensure that Yumi is getting the whole truth. No more watery hot dog buns for Yumi!
Cristina goes to check on Rick, and finds the entire cast of Rock Star in his room, smoking and laughing and -- yes, there's one guy with a guitar strapped to his back. Also, another guy twirling drumsticks. Jesus. Cristina tells them to put out their cigarettes and get out, because she has to prep Rick for surgery. The band and their hairdos leave reluctantly. When Cristina pulls Rick's sheet back, she finds a pack of smokes he's concealed in his gown. Rock stars are stupid. He tries to tell Cris that he totally wasn't going to smoke them, seriously, take them, et cetera. Cristina's like, "Whatever, do what you want." Rick realizes that Cristina doesn't think he's going to be able to quit. No, she doesn't. Who would, Rick?