Nurse Brenda is back, and she's meaner than ever! She refuses to give Foreman any staff members or even a sterile environment for Mary's bone marrow aspiration, which, unlike that lumbar puncture or the endoscopy, can't be done in a germy crowded hallway. Foreman tells Brenda that the stakes are high: if Mary doesn't have that bone marrow test, she could die. "At least she'll have a bed, then," Brenda replies unsympathetically. I swear, whoever writes this show must have had experiences with nurses as bad as some of mine. I really hope that before this episode ends, one of Brenda's loved ones is admitted with a mysterious illness that Foreman is only too happy to say he doesn't have the resources or the time to cure. At least when they do the autopsy, though, they'll figure out what was wrong with her.
Speaking of autopsies, Foreman has an idea. We cut to Mary lying on the sterile environment of the morgue's autopsy table. Mary nervously asks if the surrounding cabinets are actually filled with dead people, and Foreman says he "hopes" so, which I'm guessing was not the answer Mary was looking for. I wouldn't be surprised to find a few of the hospital's more demanding doctors locked away in there, though, courtesy of one Nurse Brenda. Foreman tells Mary to try to relax as he jabs a needle through her bone. She grips the side of the autopsy table, because she already had that lumbar puncture, so she has an idea of what to expect.
House's interviewee is Ben Jelen, a long-haired hipster who went to Hopkins for both undergrad and graduate work. He's also in a band and is a musician in real life, making him half Dr. Ray, half Tyler Hilton and 100% crap. Ben is also a huge fan of House and his say-and-do-what-he-wants rock-star attitude, until House points out that Ben's Chinese symbol tattoo isn't so much a statement of non-conformity as it is trying too hard to look cool. If Dr. Hipster really wants to be a rebel, he should wear a pocket protector like Wilson and study for twenty hours a day like all the Asian students do. And make wild generalizations about an entire continent of people, apparently. Dr. Hipster, you are not hired.
Some of Mary's teammates have gathered around her makeshift hospital room in the middle of a hallway, because it's always fun to visit our friends with dangerous mystery diseases that could be highly contagious. They comment on how all the medical machines Mary is hooked up to look over a hundred years old, at which point Foreman walks up and says that while it is last generation's equipment from storage, it still works. Right. Cuddy might want to spend a little less time in meetings with rich people and more time coming up with a suitable emergency epidemic plan in the future so that this doesn't happen again. Foreman also has some good news: they're "pretty sure" Mary doesn't have cancer. Good news is a relative term here, I guess. The teammates cheer, and Coach says he'll call Mary's parents, which could prove difficult, since they're supposed to be on a plane right now. Mary just lies there, face frozen, and her monitors start beeping. I was sort of hoping that the antique hospital machines would have steam whistles or an equivalent turn-of-the-century sound to indicate an emergency, but it's the same beeping the new machines use. Foreman shines his flashlight in Mary's eyes and says she's having an absence seizure. He orders a nurse to get him some medicine for it, and she obliges him without even making one smart remarks about how patients can get all the medicine they need when they're IN THE GROUND.