Alex and Jo are performing the tumor removal, and the thing where they bag the tumor inside the body and then suck out the bag through a tube IS pretty cool. Joe suggests recording the live feed for Bobby so he can witness the carnage, but Alex says he'd see that it wasn't an actual person, thus shattering his weird little illusion. Jo agrees, saying she's a grown adult and even she was hoping to see arms and eyeballs. This poor kid. All he ever wanted was an absorbed twin.

Avery is on the phone with the chief of plastic surgery in Boston. It seems like he's going to turn down the deal, but apparently the terms are quite attractive. Across the room, Stephanie watches him and dismays. When The Other One approaches with news of surgical scheduling, she notes the staring and remarks that Jo was right: she IS that girl. Stephanie knows it, too. Everybody else is worried about losing their jobs, and all she can think of is that she's going to have to stop sleeping with THAT. The Other One scoffs that the sex can't be that good. Stephanie orders her to LOOK at Jackson. Seriously, The Other One. You are a ridiculous person. Get out. TOO the tries to pin the history of feminism on Stephanie for her regressive behavior. Stephanie says TOO is one to talk, since she was hung up on Alex for weeks. TOO is like, "Yeah, but you don't want to be like me. You hate me." Stephanie is like, "Thanks. And I don't hate you." The Other One assures her that she does. She's not alone.

Owen stomps around the halls, looking for Cahill, but he runs right unto Cristina. He has no time for her, but she begs him to listen. She asks if it's true about the liquidation -- THIS is the deal he made. "It's the deal YOU made," he says, when she and Derek and the rest of them all fucked him over. Cristina finally admits to him: "We're trying to buy the hospital." Owen is, to say the least, intrigued.

Meanwhile, Meredith is in the middle of making her pitch to Webber. He tells her he's good for $3 million -- it's everything he has, but he is IN. Aw, Richard. Meredith tells him it's not his money they need (though, seriously, they'll take it if they need to). They need his expertise. When she finally tells him that they're short $175 million, he just starts laughing. So does she. He stops. "It's not really funny, is it?" No, she says, not really. You know, I rag on this show for a lot of its tropes, but the fact that they have brought Meredith Grey from being my least favorite character on this show to my most favorite character is really something.