Jackie finally goes to see Eddie for their real visit, and the whole Harmacy is all effed up with paintcans and ladders and stuff, because next week is the Pyxis. He's in his little on-call cot they fuck on, wearing those nice jeans he wears sometimes, and singing to himself. "I took some valium! I'm throwing a little going-away party in my head." After all, they've already fired him. She asks if she can join the party and he loopily informs her that she's already there, topless. "And you looked fucking awesome!" Even on drugs he believes in the looking-glass world.
Then it's later and Jackie is fucking the shit out of Eddie when Zoey comes running to the Harmacy looking for them, and walks in on them having just finished up, so instead of acting like a rational person Zoey dances around in the doorway for awhile, spazzing out, and Eddie's laughing uproariously while she apologizes, and Jackie's all WTF, and she explains that superobese is bigger than morbidly obese, sort of shrieks it with her eyes closed.
Jackie screams, "Zoey! What makes you think I would want to talk about that with no shirt on?" The literal-minded -- and still present! -- Zoey reminds Jackie she said to get back to her, and Jackie reminds her to GTFO, and she does so (without neglecting to sweetly tell the tickled-pink Eddie goodbye), finally, and Eddie waves bye-bye in response. "Laugh or cry?" Jackie says, honestly flummoxed, and he laughs. She collapses on top of him, weirded out beyond the telling.
While they deal with a hunger-striking Italian priest, Zoey tells Jackie they are cute together. "I am not afraid to kill you in front of a priest," she says with a smile, and Zoey chills out. Apparently the guy hasn't eaten for nine days, because he's worried about his parish. "Can I say something? You're too old too fast." She asks him to at least take a cup of soup, for her, and he laughs: "I will disappoint God!" the priest explains, like Nurse Jackie gives a shit about that today.
Jackie tells the priest that she has a special dispensation -- "God and I are like this," she says, and somewhere He's like, "Yeah, she reminds me to take My meds" -- and Zoey watches him slowly give in and adorably agree to eat a little soup for her, in her bastard Italian and his bastard English. "Et voila! Zoey says about something annoying, and they both think about how she's sort of unbearable. "French," she explains, desperate for whatever it is that Zoey is always so bleedingly desperate for, and they nod.