The baby's been moved to Baby Intensive Care or whatever, and the doctor's telling Cameron and Beth that the narcotics in the baby's system should clear out in a few days. Beth asks how they got there in the first place, and the doctor guesses secondhand pipe smoke. "My God," Beth groans, and walks off, leaving Cameron to ask the doctor how best to help the baby now. The doctor doesn't really know anything, beyond saying that a lot of the kids just need to be held. Cameron looks back in through the glass at the baby, and sees where Beth's gone: She's actually entered the unit and is lifting the kid out of his bassinet, giving him snuggles and kisses. Cameron looks touched that his wife isn't the huge asshole she pretends to be, and the baby just looks back at him with his Mini-Cameron eyes like, This has been going on all day, you sucker. Soon, I bet she'll even know my name.
Frankie goes back into her house to find her mother crashed out on the sofa. Frankie spoons her, and gets one sleepy arm around the shoulder for her trouble. Enjoy Arizona, Addie.
Galina's back at Damien's suite, so either Damien dropped her off before he went to hassle his girlfriend, or she got a ride home from her new lawyer. She's sprawled on the couch in what passes for her PJs and watching a network-friendly version of hotel-room porn. When she hears the key in the door, she flips off the tube and hops up, looking guilty and holding a flimsy blanket in front of herself. Damien says that he doesn't care if she watches TV, but she heads into her bedroom anyway. Damien sits down in her place and turns the TV back on. It's still on the porn channel, so he turns it back off in alarm. And then he reconsiders. Galina watches from her bedroom as he deliberately turns it back on and sets down the remote. Satisfied, she turns and walks to her bed, dropping the blanket and giving Damien, should he be interested, a view of her green top and teeny-tiny white shorts, which she displays to maximum effect as she crawls up the length of her bed. Damien turns to watch her. Galina gets under the covers, looking sneaky. Damien looks helpless to resist. I was wondering how long it was going to take her to realize that the Balki Bartokomous routine was not only degrading and demeaning, but a waste of time. Whereas waving her ass in his face is probably not a waste of time.