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.
Alex stands in front of the four totally non-sex-having, non-pregnant-getting, teenage girls. They gape. He walks closer to them, all confidential. "So, you wanna see him? Your baby?" Girl Two: "It's not our baby." They're good. Teenage girl good.
Inside a conference room, the parents want to know what the hold-up is with determining the mother. Addison has to explain to them, like they're five years old, that she can't do anything to the girls if they don't want her to. A mother argues that they're minors; as parents, they should still have a say. Webber tells them they certainly don't -- if someone doesn't want to submit to a vaginal exam, they don't have to, because it's the law. Just how stupid are these parents? Don't they watch medical dramas? The angriest daddy says he's taking his daughter home right now. Webber blocks his exit and says he'll have him arrested as soon as he hits the parking lot. Addie tries to make them understand that it's not just the law at stake here -- with a vaginal exam, the girls could be experience bleeding and/or vaginal trauma and/or emotional stress. This causes the parents to start fighting with each other about whose little girl is the worst: this one doesn't have a curfew, that one steals lipsticks, and so forth. We get a close-up on Addie as she starts to tune them out, and the ticking starts. Flashback!