Showtime for Lyla -- she enters the room where the board sits around a large, rectangular table, and one gentleman asks if she's drinking tea. Doesn't look like it from where I'm sitting. She chooses water -- "never enough water," says she (unless you're drowning, dear) -- and seats herself as a glass of water is passed down the table. Dr. Derrick Hatcher, the only non-white member of our central cast (think ER's Dr. Benton), makes his first appearance as a board member wearing a Cheshire-like grin. The board's ringleader starts the proceedings with an awkward statement about their concern for both baby and mother, and then PR guy launches into the questions, asking Lyla to reconstruct the day Rickle came into CPEC. He was a walk-in, says Lyla, who, like any patient, was triaged by a nurse and then given a mental status exam by a doctor -- Heather Miles, in this case. Lyla remembers Rickle as agitated but coherent and organized. Cut to shots of Rickle, who is beginning a fitness examination with Bobby, the lawyer, and another doctor. Rickle says things have gotten very quiet, which Bobby pointedly attributes to the medication, in his best "nyah-nyah" tone. Rickle understands that they need to determine if he is "of sound mind and body," but the female doctor (Alvarez) feels the need to explain further, telling Rickle they are working to determine his competency "to proceed with the legal process and if you can assist in your own defense." Rickle is raring to go, and asks if they want to go first or if they want him to. Bobby almost smiles.
Mars and Venus collide as Heather and Abe discuss the Salvador case; from Mrs. Salvador, Heather has gotten a portrait of a "selfish, grumpy old man," while Abe wouldn't be surprised if Mr. Salvador stabbed himself based on what he's endured. In a completely annoying scene designed to emphasize the fact that men and women see things differently (and, presumably, Abe's firm lodging on the masculine side of the fence -- oh, the lessons he could be learning if he would only pay attention), they have a "he said, she said" bicker about the faults of each senior. Abe thinks that Mrs. Salvador has no respect, but Heather puts him in his place by telling him that "not all men deserve it." Ouch.
Lyla continues to field questions from the board, which is peppering her about her diagnosis of Rickle; one member confronts her with a report containing "Rickle," "agitated," and her signature. She's getting confrontational and says, "Then I suppose Mr. Rickle was agitated," as PR guy rubs his head in dismay. The report-holding guy asks if they could assume that an agitated person, locked up in a psychiatric ward on triage, could be considered dangerous. He asks about previous psychiatric diagnoses. Flummoxed, Lyla starts to hedge, saying that Rickle alluded to prior treatment, but the computers were down, so she couldn't obtain a medical history. This sends another gentleman into a tizzy, as he wonders how she could have let Rickle go if she wasn't able to get his records.