Which of course it isn't, entirely, which is why she's flipping out right now. But it's important in a whole other way for him to understand this basic shit, so she's just using the anger anyway. Which is why it's so surprising when -- lip quivering with fear and shame, like a little boy; arms hanging limp and petulant -- his right hand reaches out and places itself softly and implacably on Jackie's left breast. His hand holds it, almost tenderly. Nurse Jackie, without really changing her vocal tone in any way, displays remarkable adaptability in the face of being angry, sexually harassed, and on drugs.
"Oh. Um. Is this happening? Not happening? I can't even... tell." He hands her this whole song and dance about how he's got some kind of Tourette's issue where when he gets nervous, he acts out with "inappropriate sexual touches." Which is what? A) self-consciously quirky, B) a total fucking nasty power-playing lie, C) true, or D) some mix of all the above. She blows it off, planning no doubt some horrific consequence for him in the future, but he shivers and pleads with his eyes: "I'm practically uninsurable! Seriously, Jackie, it's involuntary. I'm not attracted to you at all!"
(It's not about sex either way, it's about power -- keep an eye on when it acts up, because "nervous" is really imprecise -- and like how "crazy" is it that a white male in a position of authority with a compulsion in reaction to being powerless is impossible to discern from what men in positions of authority have been doing forever in conscious reaction to feeling powerless. Hmm.) This catches the ear of a passing Dr. Elenor O'Hara, who is like a surgeon or something, very British and very self-absorbed and very wonderful, with a whole set of airquotes of her own, and Jackie just sort of blinks in horror while Elenor laughs at Cooper, "Charming as ever!" and warns Jackie that the Wicked Witch is looking for her. "Apparently you dropped a house on her sister?" (More than anything, really, I enjoy jokes I've heard one thousand times before, because they're more relevant to my frame of reference, which results in my feeling both smart and pampered.)
Jackie continues to open and close her mouth like a guppy and wander into the hallway, wondering what else people are going to do to her; she sees Mrs. Akalitus, played by awesome Anna Deveare Smith (National Security Advisor McNally from The West Wing, also a really wonderful writer besides) in a red dress and runs toward the hospital chapel. But then a homosexual appears out of nowhere holding a nursing student in childlike scrubs between his fingers like a mother cat with kittens: "Don't be mad, lady." This is Mohammed De La Cruz, apparently of the Vin Diesel Nation, and Jackie's best nursing friend.