Joan's working on making the meatloaf when Luke wanders into the kitchen. Joan pours some hot water into a cup and says, "Here's your disgusting lemon flu. Just don't drive or operate heavy machinery. Do you know where Mom put the breadcrumbs?" Luke: "Why am I here?" Joan snaps, "Luke! Focus! Breadcrumbs!" Luke: "Are you hot? Is it hot in here?" She tells him to go back to bed. Luke: "Can't. Too tired. There was something I was supposed to get from you." Joan: "I already got your medicine, and your stupid assignments -- which took forever, by the way. I had to skip my own study group to make this stupid meatloaf…" Luke: "Notebook! You get the notebook from Grace?" Joan makes an "oh, crap" face and turns to Luke: "Okay, um, remember the part where I said I had to skip my study group?" Luke fusses, "No, no, no, no, no, no! Notebook…only hope…space camp…" Joan asks him to stop talking in fragments: "I will get your notebook back. Just drink your flu stuff." She phones Grace's cell and leaves a message about Luke's notebook, and asks her to call right away. She pleads with Grace not to be mad at her. Joan hangs up and beams at Luke: "See? Nothing to worry about." We cut to Grace's phone, peeping away in the dairy case at the convenience store, where she left it.

Will's bitching at someone through the intercom: "I don't know if we're in the north or the west elevator! We're in the one that hasn't moved in two hours!" Okay, aren't most elevators required to have some kind of label or certificate noting their location? Wouldn't he, as a cop, have a pretty good idea about things like that? Wouldn't Dick, who's worked in this building long enough to have (allegedly) embezzled $500K, know the answer to that? So many questions. The woman howls again, and Dick remarks, "If she's breech or pre-eclampsia, we don't have the proper equipment." Thanks, Marcus Welby. Toni's had about enough: "What, so now Mr. IT is Mr. OB?" He says he's just been through it, since all three of his kids were home births: "We, you know, found it more holistic. Hospitals can be…" Will: "Yeah, we get it." Dick: "Ignore me if you want. That's fine. But if it were me, I'd be checking out those cleaning supplies for something sterile, laying down my coat…but that's just me…" The woman says she needs to get out of there.