Anyway, Jackie stares into space, impassive and mean, and neither of them really know why, and Eleanor, waiting for the smile, tells her if she keeps pouting her face will freeze like that. The smile doesn't come. But then Eleanor sees the wedding ring on her finger, and hisses -- "Ring, Jacks" -- before walking away. Which is another way of drawing the circle, especially if you're talking about an addict: if you can demonstrate your usefulness, that dramatically raises your score automatically. Jackie covers her hand, asking about the magazines and random shit, and they both smile, tiny smiles, as she keeps walking: "Peace offering."
Jackie works at the ring for a second, but Eddie of course immediately appears, so she shoves her ring finger in her armpit and acts totally spazzy. "Brr, right?" It's the only time besides Paula's farewell toast that we've seen her do anything besides be A) scary competent or B) scary mad, which makes it even funnier than it would be. And sadder. Eddie tells her to get a sweater and then they talk about her coming to the Harmacy to visit him in what he thinks is a sexy code and she normally can accept on some level as sexy code but right now is totally weird, and then he leaves and Zoey appears behind her talking in a weird, frenzied hush -- "Notification: ETA three minutes, cardiac arrest" -- that causes her eyes to pop open.
Jackie spends those three minutes scrubbing with soap trying to get the ring off, moaning and groaning. She doesn't even notice the wristwatch anymore. The cardiac arrest is like very young, dropped at the post office a half hour ago. Coop goes into action and feels his pulse, there are more compressions, Zoey taking notes, Mo-Mo gives him the paddles, everybody working together efficiently and well, Coop goes for the epi and then atropine, but nothing works. Jackie stands in the middle of the storm and is a part of the storm, a well-choreographed dance, but her other life pulls against it: she asks Mo-Mo if he saw her wearing a ring, earlier, and he says no. She's wearing gloves, so he thinks she's asking the opposite of what she's asking him, which is how she wanted it; it's the mother/daughter-daughter/mother thing again.
Which is, thanks to Grace, way less ambiguous than the ring/no ring thing. Last week we learned what Grace is willing to do, to keep the worlds in balance: she let the balloon go, rather than see Fiona go without. On a more manic day maybe she'd have pulled out a knife, and stabbed it. Maybe taken out a hammer.