Bailey's pager goes off just as she hears someone yelling from inside a hospital room. "Hello? Hello! I need help. Please!" Bailey walks over to the door, outside of which is posted another IDC Guy. It's Omar who's trapped inside. "I know you can hear me! I see you standing out there in your giant white space suit." Hee. The guy tells Bailey she can't go in. She gets that look in her eye and stares up at Giant White Space Suit. "LOOK. I know he is under quarantine, but he is also a patient. And I will not IGNORE a PATIENT." Space Suit walks off shamefully. Yeah! Omar thanks God Bailey can hear him through the door, and asks how his wife is. Bailey tells him she's out of surgery -- quarantined in recovery, but doing fine. "Now, you were asking for help?" Omar's like, "You know how many days I've been in here?" Bailey says it's only been a few hours. Omar is truly surprised; he says he's losing it. Bailey points out that he's sweating, and asks him to please get back in the bed. Omar trudges back to the bed, and asks again about his wife Gisele. He really is losing it. Bailey tells him that, as she said, his wife is doing fine. She starts to leave, but Omar pleads with her to just stay a minute. Bailey, clearly consumed with guilt, says she's staying. Omar tells her his name, and he looks so sad and pitiful that he could probably ask Bailey to jump down, turn around, pick a bale of cotton, and she'd comply. "Okay, Omar," she says. "I'm right here." Who loves Bailey? I do.

Cut to Mere's house, where Callie has just arrived with two giant grocery bags. Meredith opens the door and just looks at her blankly. God. Callie barks, "I brought food." Mere says George isn't there, and Callie is all aggravated. "I know!" She says he's in a quarantine thing, and she was worried about him, and going crazy, and thought about Izzie, so she brought food. Meredith still doesn't get it. "For the shiva?" Callie's like, "Dude, are you going to let me in? Stupid?" Mere opens the screen door for her. Callie barges inside and then turns to Meredith. "Relax. I'm not gonna bring it up -- you, and McDreamy, and the sex. I'm not that person." Mere sighs with relief. "Good." Callie heads into the kitchen, wondering if it's shiva if Izzie's Catholic. Good question!

Now it's Cristina's turn on the floor with Izzie. She tries tough love. "What you're doing, Izzie, it's not healthy. You've gotta take off that dress." Hee. Izzie, instead of taking off the dress, asks Cristina to tell her about shiva. Cristina says it's something you do when someone dies. "People bring over food, family comes over...it's supposed to help with the grieving. It honors the dead." Izzie says it sounds nice. Cristina scoffs that it's great, if you like seven days of no other shoes, no work, no sex, no sitting on things higher than a foot, no shaving... She stops herself. "What?" Izzie asks. Cristina looks over at her. "No clean clothes." Aw. Izzie nods and closes her eyes so the tears won't start again. Cristina tells her it doesn't have to be shiva. Izzie: "You know they took his body away. I'll never see him again. How would you feel if you never saw Burke again? So we're sitting shiva for Denny." Sniiiiiiffff.