As she walks out she snaps at Princess to get back to work; Princess turns to Alex and reminds him of the $500 bet, asking him to keep her updated.
When Jackson walks into James' room he finds a very cute girl sitting on the bed, rubbing James' face and cooing that she'll come see him again tomorrow. They then share a big kiss, and she runs out. Because he's not Brent Musburger, Jackson doesn't offer up any opinions on her good looks but James immediately volunteers that his girlfriend is hot, and he's sure Jackson is wondering how he does it. Jackson only denies this for a moment and then admits he wants to know. Apparently, Mark gave James some sage advice regarding the opposite sex, which doesn't really surprise Jackson in the least. But what does surprise him is the advice itself -- instead of teaching James some moves, he advised James to come up with some of his own. He was upfront that even with surgery James was never going to look completely normal so he had to find something else that would lure in the beauties. James decided that his thing would be his awesome personality and so far it seems to be working out really well for him. He does point out, though, that he'd still enjoy looking less weird, and Jackson tells him he'll see what he can do.
Poor Bailey is totally flabbergasted by her Patients o'the Day, and as they operate on Leonard she wonders aloud whatever happened to good, old-fashioned, non-pole, non-vajazzled sex. "When did plain old 'get nekkid' become boring?" She also muses that men are probably trying to bedazzle their penises, too, which really conjures up an interesting mental image and a lot of logistical questions... I'm going to try not to think about it. Poor April is also trying hard not to think about it and Bailey muses that Jesus probably isn't a fan of vajazzling. They hear a laugh from the end of the table and look up, Bailey questions, "Bohkee...?" Ha! Well, well, still waters run deep. And sparkly.
Richard did actually scrub in for the surgery; presumably after leaving Catherine like that he had to do so to seem credible in front of whoever witnessed the uncomfortable scene. He's not really keen to discuss his state of mind and wants them to focus on the surgery, which takes a turn for the gross when they pull out a big, black mass. It turns out to be just what it looks like -- a hairball the size of a rat there as a result of Taylor nervously eating her hair. Heather chooses that moment to comment, almost as if she's unaware she's saying it out loud, that she used to eat dirt. So, you know, in case we forgot, she's the weird one. Isn't it enough to have her just be "the likable one"?