Lily and Mina are back in with Appendix and his wife. He's chewing on some kind of plant that's helping with the pain, while Lily and Mina prepare an ultrasound. Neither Appendix nor Wife seem all that concerned about the clinic's lack of meds at the moment -- in fact, Wife enthuses about how "the jungle provides," which Mina of course throws some cold water on ("everything except paved roads") in a way that makes me love her some more. Of course, it can't provide a working ultrasound machine either, as Lily notes it got knocked over during the heist. So there's that too. Wife talks up "Julio" as not just her husband but her "fix-it guy" which is such a Shonda expression, in the midst of a total Shonda plot, where the tension stops being the medical whatever but the Constantly Reiterated Big Love of the patient. It's not an un-valid approach but it becomes wearying in its repetition.

It's Bros Dragging Bros! Plastics comes across one American frat type dragging another American frat type up the stairs to the clinic. It appears to be your garden-variety wicked hangover, and the sober one of the two could absolutely play Mac's younger brother on It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia. Plastics has Charlie pull up a wheelchair and says they'll get some IV fluids into Drunky. As he plops down in the chair, Plastics notices his t-shirt -- "Zeta Tau!" Shocker, Plastics was in a frat. The same frat as these two guys, from different schools (Northwestern for Plastics; Alabama State for the other two), but still: Bros! Plastics lights up at seeing some kindred spirits, and Charlie asks what a fraternity is. Plastics tries to talk it up as a "collegiate male social club," but Drunky's like, "It's for boozin' and scammin' chicks!" Also for making awesome homoerotic YouTube singalongs to Katy Perry, but that gets left unsaid. Drunky barfs into his hat, and Plastics says they should find out what Zee has for nausea.