02x14 - Stupid Things in the Name of Sex

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Previously on The Resident...

What happened in the elevator
stays in the elevator.

I'm taking your pulse to make
sure you don't have an arrhythmia.

We are never gonna have a normal life

if you keep overreacting
to every little thing.

- They found Julian's car.
- Did they find her body?

Still searching.

The landlady
let me in to get Julian's cat.

And you just took her phone bill?

Look at the last number
that Julian called.

It was an office at the FDA.

Is Jessie being tested?

Stop going through my stuff, Nic.

Quit lying to me!
I'm done trying to save you.

You want your pills? Take them.

I have a surprise for you.

I made a reservation.

To a place you've been
talking about forever.

Stop. No, you didn't.

- At Juniper Zest?
- Yes!

How did you get a reservation
on Valentine's Day?

Ah, anything is possible when you
call eight months in advance.

I'll have to meet you there.
I've got that...

Family Day thing at Jessie's rehab.

Right. Well, I'm sorry.
That won't be fun.

Mm, which part?

The part where you hear endless stories

of people hitting rock bottom or the
part where we do family trust falls?

Oh, my mistake.
That sounds like a blast.

Oh, God.

- Do you need anything?
- No, I'm fine.

Mina's been filling me in on everything.

- Any word from Julian?
- How's your heart?

One thing I'm a little sick of

is everyone asking me,
"How's your heart?"

I hear that.

I found your shirt.

It was still in the guest room closet.

- Why are those here?
- Don't look at me.

They're for Gertie down the hall.

It's a thank you
for taking Julian's cat.

Aw, Gertie's a good woman.
She deserves flowers.

As for me, I told Micah
no flowers, no cards, no candy.

- I'll walk you out.
- So I take it

you guys don't have plans
for tonight, then?

Oh, I don't do corporate holidays.

Oh, she's crazy. I think
all holidays are great holidays,

especially the ones featuring chocolate.

Look, if you change your mind
about being

wined and dined tonight, let me know.

Bye.

- Micah has a key now?
- It was only logical.

Such a romantic.

Micah and I are
right where we should be.

No drama, no surprises.

So let the man take you
to dinner on Valentine's Day.

Oh, is this Dr. Devon
I see with Miss Mina?

Hi, Gertie. I was actually
just coming to see you.

Thank you again for taking Julian's cat.

Oh, please. Needy Pete's a joy.

That's what I'm calling the cat.

Little kitty can't stand
to be left alone.

Here. Gluten-free, dairy-free,

- sugar-free, still delicious.
- Hmm.

Secret recipe.

You come by and visit with
Pete and me any old time, okay?

Not on Tuesday afternoon;
that's Pilates day.

Wednesday and Thursday is yoga.

Monday and Friday is tap class.

Guess what I'm saying is call me first.

You got it.

Thank you.

Hmm, I think she wants
to be your valentine.

Hilarious.

You'd make such a cute couple.

Happy VD, boss-man.

What do I have today?

Uh, couple of meetings,

and tonight that black-tie fund-raiser.

Do you need a date for that?

Lots of lonely, desperate ladies today.

No, Grayson.

Look, don't say I'm the one
that told you, but, uh,

the 'rents are back on the rocks.

What?

My mom's mad at my dad again.
Maybe you can get back in there.

Grayson, for someone in my position,

tonight's fund-raiser
is as necessary as it is boring.

And consequently, I'll be going alone.

However, you may not be aware

that I have a long-standing tradition

of spending "VD"
with a scalpel in my hand,

so I need you to book
back-to-back surgeries.

I don't care what the specialty
is, make that happen.

- You got it, boss-man.
- Don't call me "boss-man."

- You got it, boss.
- Nope.

I got your text.

You know the last person Julian called?

I tried that number again
on the way to work,

and I finally got a person
on the other line.

It's an FDA agent named Mark Truscott.

He was the last person
that Julian called.

- Did he say why she called?
- No.

Did it have anything to do
with QuoVadis?

No. She wanted advice.

She was thinking about changing careers.

I guess that makes sense,

given what she told you
about things being off at work.

Yeah, but Truscott scheduled
a meeting with her.

And she never showed.

That's very odd.

I don't even think the police
are looking for her anymore.

It's like everyone has moved on.

Except me.

What do you think
we'll see the most of today?

su1c1de attempts
or proposals gone wrong?

- Such a cynic.
- How do proposals go wrong?

You know, hot-air balloon mishaps,

accidentally drinking engagement
rings in champagne glasses,

people doing stupid things
in the name of love.

See, that's why it's better
to do stupid things

- in the name of sex.
- Hear, hear.

You know you're supposed
to read those first, right?

"Wink, wink." High literature indeed.

I ordered some special ones online.

Just for you, Irving.

Um, I think HR would discourage
me from reading these out loud.

What are you doing?

Well, I figure if I'm going to accept

a fortune from a stale piece of sugar,

I should at least have
control over what it says.

Oh, look at that.

- "Real love."
- Yeah, don't bother.

Another one with the cynicism.

Listen, bruh, instead of focusing on

resentment over
what we currently do not have,

let's use today as an opportunity

to celebrate what's to come.

AJ Austin, doctor of love.

70-year-old female
found unconscious and asystolic.

A neighbor initiated CPR.

She's been down for 30 minutes.
Still no pulse.

All right, stop compressions,
hold ventilations.

Gertie.

9:06.

She was fine an hour ago.

How did she die?

I only stayed there a little while,

but still Gertie remembered
everything about me.

She delivered cookies
for all the holidays.

She acted like everyone's mother.

Except in a good way.

She once told me that
the boys used to call her...

Flirty Gertie.

Dr. Okafor and Dr. Pravesh.

This is Gertie's niece, Nora.

It's nice to meet you both.
Is Aunt Gertie okay?

Uh, please, have a seat.

Gertie was found unconscious
in her apartment building.

Someone called 911,
and the paramedics did

everything they could to revive her...

but your aunt d*ed.

We are so sorry for your loss.

Damn it.

Of course. Of course she d*ed,
today of all days. Damn it.

Now what?

Well, you were listed
as her next of kin.

Great. So who do I need to call?

Funeral home? Cremation place?

Chastain social workers
can help with all of that.

If there's someone else
you need to notify,

like other family members,
they can help with that, too.

There is no one else.
I'm her only living relative.

How long until
the insurance money kicks in?

Look, I know that she was sweet
to everyone else, but with me,

it was judge, judge, judge.

She hated every guy that
I brought home, every damn one.

But this time, I thought
she might like him.

Nice, no kids,
owns a bike shop in Portland.

I don't make a lot as a telemarketer,

so I was coming over today
to ask Gertie for money

to help me move to be with him,

and I don't know if she would
have said yes, but...

Doesn't matter.

This is giving me
another one of my headaches.

Where's the, um...
the death certificate?

We don't have the cause of death
yet to list on it.

She's gone. Say she d*ed from being old.

Calling the cremation place
to come pick her up,

so give me that death certificate ASAP.

Your ortho consult's in Bay Two.

Chet Aiken, 26-year-old male,
single, motor vehicle accident.

Ugh. Boys and their cars.

Yeah. I had to put him behind a curtain.

He was freaking people out.

License and registration.

They said a doctor had to get it off me.

Well, that's true.

Looks like a clean impalement.

- Hold the door.
- Hmm?

- Think of England.
- What?

Sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry.
Had to be done.

You're lucky you didn't hit
any bones or arteries.

- Do you have any neck pain?
- No.

You were the driver, right?
How fast were you going?

Um, I don't know.
I couldn't see the speedometer.

How did the door
end up in this position?

These look like seat belt abrasions,

but they're on the back of your neck.

Did the airbags deploy?

I don't see any facial bruising
or lacerations.

I-It happened so fast.

She was fine,
but my-my seat belt wasn't on.

You had a passenger? Is she here?

No. She didn't want to come.

I mean, we didn't know
each other that well.

You weren't driving in the car.

Her profile was awesome.

Like, so awesome that I thought
I might be getting catfished.

Her name even sounds fake pretty.

- Bella. Am I right?
- Mm.

And then I meet her,

and she's as hot as she is
online and funny and smart,

and she asked me to get coffee
today, on Valentine's Day,

so, I mean, she must like me,
too, right?

She must like a part of you.

And then after coffee,
we ended up in my car.

But not-not out in the open;
we're not animals.

But one of us hit the emergency brake.

We rolled down the hill,
and, bam, right into a fence.

It's just, I can't quite work
out the physics of the thing.

Well, the seat was here,

and-and... and she-she was,
she was strapped in, like...

And I... I was more... I was like...

I am an idiot.

Mm, no, you're gonna be okay.

Hello. Dr. Hawkins.

I'm Andre. This is Otto.

How fast can you get him admitted?

Oh, honey, don't be so extra.
It's just a virus.

Just give me some fluids
and acetaminophen.

Two years in med school a century ago

does not make you a doctor today.

- Says you.
- Got out while you could.

Good for you. Yeah. What do you do now?

I'm a substitute teacher.

Middle school.
That's why he talks like that.

Oh, you low-key love it.

And I want out because we've got
lit Valentine's plans tonight.

Denied.

- Wha...?
- We're saving our nickels.

It's too late. I already made a rezzy.

All right, what can you tell
me about your symptoms?

Allow me.

He's been tired, weak, dizzy,

and some of his joints are swollen.

Are you on any medications?

Oh, zero. I-I've been sober
for 20 years.

I don't even take an aspirin
for a headache.

- Stubborn old coot.
- Mind over matter, my love.

I like that. I'll be back when
I have your initial lab results.

Uh, Dr. Hawkins, hold on, please.

We have a catastrophic health care plan

with a high deductible.

- Joys of insurance, huh?
- Mm.

Don't worry.

I will only order tests
that are absolutely necessary.

Give the appy in OR Three
to someone else.

I want the partial colectomy
that's on the way in.

Yes, Dr. Bell.

I need to fast-track an autopsy.

Today I'm a surgeon. Ask somebody else.

It's for a patient
who d*ed very suddenly.

She was an active 70-year-old
with no apparent symptoms...

- 70? It was her heart.
- That doesn't make any sense.

We can't know that until the autopsy.

She was a nonsmoker, she
participated in her community,

she was physically active
on a daily basis.

Why are you still talking about

an autopsy like
it's a forgone conclusion?

They cost thousands of dollars.

Unless the family wants to pay out
of pocket or the coroner wants it

or her insurance authorizes it,
it's not happening.

It's not coming out of Chastain's budget

because, trust me...
it's always their heart.

Dr. Okafor.

I understand the patient
brought into the ER today

was a friend of yours.

She was my neighbor.

- My condolences.
- Thank you.

You want to talk about it?

No.

Excuse me, I need to make a call.

Hi, Micah.

I changed my mind about dinner.

See, I knew it.

Deep down, you love Valentine's Day.

No, but I love you,
and you love Valentine's Day.

And life is too short.

I don't want to be selfish
and just think of myself.

No, you're not being selfish.

You literally think about everyone.

And I like where this is going.

So, we can have dinner

with all of the traditional
couples tonight.

Yes. It's a little late

for reservations; we might
end up at an all-night diner.

But if I'm with you, it's all good.

Good news, Chet.
You're gonna be just fine.

We reduced your wrist dislocation

and cleaned up the wounds.

We put you in a splint, and
as long as you keep it immobile,

it should heal quickly.

I'll write you a prescription
for antibiotics

so you won't get
an infection in that arm.

Thanks so much, Doc.

Oh, don't mention it.

We're a little backed up
because apparently this holiday

makes people do oddly dangerous things,

but someone should be in
in a bit and get you in a sling,

and you can get out of here.

This is the kind of crap
that only happens to me.

I meet a hot girl,

I think she's into me,
and I do something stupid.

Well, to be fair, you did have
a slight technical malfunction

when you hit the
emergency brake.

- No one could've predicted that.
- Maybe.

But she wouldn't even come
to the hospital with me.

I mean, I should've had car sex
with a nice girl.

- You'll get through this.
- People like you don't get it.

I mean, you've never done
anything like this.

Well, maybe not exactly
like this.

You're severely anemic
and your sodium's low.

Looks like someone's getting

steak and spinach for dinner,
extra salt.

I already told you, Italian.
We have a reservation.

Otto, you're also showing signs

of low kidney failure, so I need
to run some more tests.

You won't be able
to leave the hospital today.

On the upside,

cafeteria makes a mean spaghetti.

I'll bring two bowls up;
we'll pretend we're in Italy.

Remember Rome, when the Pope
blessed us in the streets?

You wish.

The Pope is not known for
his great love of our people.

Well, maybe it's a blessing in disguise.

I can cancel tonight and put that money

into that Alaskan tour
we always wanted to take.

I'll be back when I have the results.

Oh, remember that
Caribbean cruise we went on?

Oh, how we danced.

Damn it.

No one cares about the truth,
not the police,

not this hospital.

Gertie's primary care physician

said she d*ed of atherosclerosis,

which she was never diagnosed with.

Uh, it's because of her age.
We can't get an autopsy

because no one cares
what kills the elderly.

And now we're supposed to give
a death certificate

to the family that says a lie.
It isn't right.

The government bases their stats
on death certificates.

We might have to work outside the system

if we want to get this done.

Would you consider donating
Gertie's body to science?

Chastain has a relationship
with a local university...

W-Why?

Well, you'd be helping
to educate future doctors.

Look, my head is k*lling me.

I'm not weeding through
a bunch of extra paperwork.

I just want her death certificate,

so I can get the money
and move to Portland.

If you donate her body, you
don't have to pay for a funeral.

And I'll get the death certificate?

Where do I sign?

- What do we have?
- His oxygen levels are dropping.

He was talking about the Pope
and he wasn't making any sense,

and then he started coughing up blood.

Page pulm and thoracic.

Tell them he has massive hemoptysis.

I need that airway cart now.

Step back.

Bronchoscope.

Thank you.

I need a double-lumen endotracheal tube.

His left lung is hemorrhaging.

What are you doing?

I'm inserting this tube
to block off the bleeding

and to allow the good lung
to keep getting oxygen.

- Will he be okay?
- We just bought Otto some time

so we can figure out
why this bleeding is happening.

Let's get him
to Interventional Radiology.

- Oh, hello.
- Hi.

- Surprise.
- What?

Mmm.

Hold on, hold on. Someone might come in.

Oh, so let them. It's Valentine's Day,

- and I'm getting some sugar.
- Wait, wait, wait.

Do you want to meet
on the on-call rooms on three?

Huh? I could sneak up there
and meet you in a few minutes.

Or we could walk up there together.

Jess, come on. We're at work.

- And?
- And it's not professional.

So what? Other people
have relationships at work.

It's complicated, that's all.

I don't think it's complicated at all.

You come to my apartment,
you make pasta,

we watch movies, and you rub
my feet, and you like it.

Can you...

Just a little less?

No, I cannot!

What, are you ashamed of me?

That's... No, of course not.

That's a crazy thing to say.

Okay, well, then let's go, right now.

Take my hand and walk
down the hall with me.

You know, no one thought you were
any great prize either, Irving...

but I did.

Hey! How's it going?

Oh, you know, ball of fun.

Yeah, I bet. You doing okay?

Oh, sure.

Turns out, trust fall thing, not a joke.

- Oh. Anyone get dropped?
- No, but I thought about it.

You know what Family Day is?

It's a day for addicts to blame their
families for their addictions.

I'm about to kick a few people
in the shins.

Well, that sounds about right.

There's more.

There's a group thing in the morning.

I have to stay overnight.
I can't come to the restaurant

with you, Conrad. I'm so sorry.

That's okay.
We'll do it some other time.

Oh, but you called eight months
ago to book a table.

I'll just give it to somebody else.

Nic, really, it's just
a day on the calendar.

Of course you need to
be there with Jessie.

It sucks.

I know.

Door three closing.

I got to go. Another session's starting.

- Don't kick anyone.
- I'll try.

Happy Valentine's Day. I love you.

Happy Valen...

What in heaven's name? Chet!

Chet, are you okay? Unlock the door!

Ow, she broke me again.

Bella, I assume.

Sorry. He said he was good to go.

I said you had to be gentle.

It was nice to meet you.

Biopsy results are back.
He has an autoimmune disorder.

It's attacking his blood vessels

and it's what caused the anemia
and the kidney failure.

Polyarteritis nodosa.

It's treatable with medication.
Once we've got it under control,

you can go back to your normal life.

Right.

Our normal life.

Andre, this is good news.
Otto will recover.

I know.

But...

that's not the only thing
going on here, is it?

He's talking about a cruise
we never went on.

And about Tijuana
and this casino in Vegas.

All things we said we'll do
someday, but we haven't yet.

Now, at first, I thought
he was joking or confused,

but then I called to cancel the
Italian place near our house.

It turns out, he never had
a reservation there.

It was a lie.

Or he forgot.

Or he was drunk.

His drinking...

that's why he didn't finish med school.

I was young; I thought
I'd scored with this hot doctor.

Then he started lying
about where he'd been,

what he was doing.

Took me years to figure it out.

Then years for him to get sober.

And it was worth it because...
God, I love that man.

But now here we are.

I can't do this again.

Andre...

I don't think Otto is drinking.

Nothing indicating that
came up in his blood tests.

Then why is he doing this?

Tell me more about what he says.

How would you like to do
something epic and romantic

for Valentine's Day?

What do you have in mind?

Cut into my dead neighbor lady
to find out what k*lled her.

You're asking me to perform an autopsy?

Since we technically
don't have permission,

we'll say it's for your anatomy class.

So you want me
to help you steal an autopsy.

Sexy. I'm in.

Gather around the table.
Don't get in their way.

You know, I forgot
how easy it is to maneuver

when you're not trying
to keep someone alive.

And when you don't have to stop
to suction blood out of the way.

Are we late or something?
Did class already start?

Yeah, why wasn't this field trip
in the syllabus?

Shh. Let the surgeons concentrate.

Look, they skipped the lungs.

In honor of the holiday, we
decided to start with the heart.

I wanted to see the lungs.

My parents pay a lot of money
for my education.

Well, you tell
your parents congratulations.

Today, they got a deal.

Most students at your level have never
seen a fresh cadaver dissection.

You, coupon cutter,

if this cadaver had atherosclerosis,

what would the arteries look like?

They'd be hard and narrow.

Correct. Now look at these babies.

They are as wide and free-flowing

as summer water on a mountain range.

There's no plaque at all.

Explain, student.

This person did not die
of heart disease.

If atherosclerosis
didn't k*ll her, what did?

I intend to find out.

Hello?

Those candy hearts were
extremely inappropriate.

They gave me an inappropriate idea.

See, this day is all about
couples, which, let's face it,

can be hell for the rest of us.

Now, I'm not looking to couple up,

but I could use a distraction.

A distraction?

Mm-hmm. I'm not in a thing right now.

I've never seen you in a thing.

You do like sex with women, right?

Great.

Then my place, your place,
I don't really care.

Just be freshly showered,
bring your own birth control,

and no cuddling after.

It's a onetime offer, and I will
deny it ever happened.

So?

Congratulations.

You just sexed yourself
into a Galeazzi fracture.

And now I have to operate on your arm.

I'm sorry.

Who does their business in a hospital?

Do you have any idea how many
bacteria are festering in here?

One in 20 patients contracts a
health care-associated infection.

What were you thinking?

Bella texted to see
if I was all right, so...

I thought that maybe
we could be a thing, after all.

The time for her to ask if you were okay

was when you were removed
from her vag*na

and put into the ambulance.

She didn't do that,

which means she is not looking
for a relationship with you.

But she said she never
had sex in a hospital.

There are love matches,

and there are sex matches.

You're saying that
this is only a sex match?

I'm saying this is neither.

And now we get a look
inside this woman's computer.

Don't you see inside people
all the time?

We're not neurosurgeons.

We don't often get
the opportunity to witness

the majesty that is the human brain.

So, as Dr. Okafor dissects the brain,

she is using a technique called?

Fiber tract dissection technique.

She's looking for evidence
of a disease process

that could cause sudden death.

Mystery solved.

Ruptured brain aneurysm.

Why did she have an aneurysm?

- Any guesses?
- She was born with it?

That's often the case, but this woman
was 70 at the time of her death.

That is a long time to live without
knowing about a congenital defect.

She may have some other condition which
could cause the aneurysm to form.

In an autopsy, we have
the luxury of a deep dive.

We found no evidence of disease
in the thoracic cavity.

Now we get to explore further
in the abdomen.

Let the party begin.

Liver looks clear.

Kidneys do not.

What are those?

Cysts. A lot of them.

It looks like Gertie had
polycystic kidney disorder.

Can go undetected for years.

Brain aneurysms are often
complications of PKD.

- It's a genetic condition.
- Her niece Nora is having headaches.

Oh, well, she could very well
have an aneurysm like her aunt.

Yeah. We need to get her into
an MRI machine immediately.

I'll alert the radiologist.
We need a stat read.

And if we're right,
there's a ticking time b*mb

waiting to go off in her head.

Why am I back in this room?
Did someone else die?

Nora, the professor of the class
you donated Gertie's body to,

he found something.

Your aunt d*ed from a brain aneurysm.

He also found cysts on her
kidneys, leading us to believe

that she had polycystic kidney disease.

We think you may have it, too.

- That's crazy. I feel fine.
- So did Gertie.

This morning,
you said you had a headache.

Which I got from you, because
everything about this is terrible.

But then you had another one later on.

- How often are you getting them?
- I mean, most days,

but my life is annoying.
It would give anyone a headache.

Okay, we need to do an MRI of your
brain to make sure that's all it is.

So, I don't even have
the insurance money yet,

and now I have to spend it all
on some tests that I don't need?

This is what doctors do.

I don't like overtesting
any more than you do.

But in this case,
your life could be in danger.

This is the only way to find out.

Well, my insurance is crap. How
much is that gonna put me back?

Okay, we can talk to billing about
it, but, Nora, listen to me.

If you have an aneurysm in your brain,

it could rupture at any time.

- We need that MRI.
- Oh, fine.

Okay.

Grab your things.

That in there is one hot mess.

His wrist is the least of his problems.

Yeah, I've made
some mistakes in my life,

but being that guy is one
I've managed to avoid.

So what's the rest of your day like?

Oh, after this,

quick lap chole, and then a fund-raiser.

Oh, Cupid Fights Cancer in Midtown?

- That's the one. You going?
- I am.

Seems kind of silly to take two cars.

It does, doesn't it?

This is Otto's MRI.

Uh, loss of brain volume,
the obvious atrophy.

You're looking at damage caused most
likely by years of alcohol abuse.

These symptoms
are just surfacing now

after Otto's been sober for years.

People don't realize the damage
from alcohol can last a lifetime.

There's no surgery. There's no medicine.

There's no way to repair this.

Dementia's only gonna get worse.

I'll speak with Andre.

First time in a brain, Dr. Okafor?

A live one, yes.

Ah. The vessel walls are so thin.

They are.

The patient's lucky
you caught this when you did.

It was about to burst.

Look, here's a second aneurysm.

That one is smaller. Less risky.

You know the surgical adage,

"See one, do one, teach one"?

I do.

Well, you just saw one.

Care to try doing one?

I would.

Isolating the vessel.

The surgery was a success, Nora.

You had two aneurysms,
and they've both been fixed.

And I won't get any more?

And now that you're aware of your PKD,

you can go in for regular
screenings to minimize risk.

And it's all because you donated
Gertie's body to science.

No.

It was because of Aunt Gertie.

She was a good woman.

I will miss seeing her
in the building and...

Anyway, did you get
that death certificate?

I'm gonna need her money
to pay for this operation

and move to Portland.

It's called "confabulation."

He's getting things confused,

so his brain makes up
the reality for him.

But why is it happening?

We think it's a result of brain
damage due to his past alcoholism.

Sometimes the damage
shows up years later.

He's having a hard time
differentiating between

what did happen and what could happen.

But the most important thing
to know is that Otto

doesn't mean to hurt you.

We were saving our nickels for Paris.

For Zurich, Bora Bora, Vietnam.

I know this is difficult,
but you can still be together.

Once Otto has stabilized,
he can go home with you.

Home. We were gonna see the whole world.

I know. But if you want to be with Otto,

you now have to find a way
to be with him in his world.

Andre, why are we still here?

Did we go out for Valentine's Day?

I-I can't recall.

Let me show you something.

Oh, it's so beautiful.

Did we go to Paris?

I-I can't quite recall.

We did go. And it was beautiful.

- Oh, it's Spain.
- Yeah.

Vejer De La Frontera.

We sat near that fountain,
and we kissed for hours.

I remember.

It was so romantic.

Hawkins, I got your text. What's good?

Eh, you know what's happening in there?

Looks like a lot of money
spent on stock images.

That's a couple in love.

And when one couldn't leave his world,

the other found a way to make it
better than reality.

Interesting.

Here.

Word on the street is
you're quite the romantic.

Well, I have been known
to write a sonnet or three.

What's this?

It's a reservation for a very hot table

- at a very hot restaurant.
- Whoa. Wow.

I can't go, so you should take someone.

You know, I hear
their scallop appetizers

actually make the angels weep.

Thanks, man, but I think
I'm gonna pay it forward

- and give it to someone else.
- Who?

Someone who's already in love.

Jessica.

I want to show you something.

Before you say no, just look.

Really?

A crappy sign and a mid-floor hookup?

Just because it happened here once...

Jessica, wait. I freaked out.

I thought maybe
if I went public with you,

people might think it was funny.

Because it's so funny

that someone would want to be with me?

No. Because of me.

No one here has ever
looked at me that way,

like an option.

But I guess that's not true.

I could be with someone else,
just like you could.

But I don't want that.

Chastain maintenance put that sign up.

They gave us 30 minutes.

You told maintenance about us?

I'm gonna tell everyone!

Wow. Don't you look dapper.

I could say the same thing.

Could you? You'd say "dapper"?

N-No, no, I wouldn't, I wouldn't prob...

I wouldn't say... I mean,
dapper wouldn't be the...

Shall we?

Well, we don't want to be late, do we?

You were supposed to be at
the most exclusive restaurant

in Atlanta right now.

The restaurant I have brought to you

is so much better, you have no idea!

There's a band
playing the most romantic...

'80s pop songs.

- I'll take it.
- Okay.

We are serving gourmet cuisine, starring

The string fromage,

Uh, some sort of
processed meat stick thingy,

and two apples, only mildly bruised.

- They're very nutritious.
- Exactly.

And to drink,
we have the sparkling water.

Because I have to drive back.

But if there's anything you taught me...

Everything tastes better
in a wine glass.

- Happy Valentine's Day.
- Mm.

With everything
that's going on with Jessie,

I wish there was more I could do.

I know.

But you being here
makes everything a bit better.

And this, I mean...

Just about perfect.

Uh, for the record,

I called this place, and they said

they couldn't even get me in
until next Valentine's Day.

Lucky Dr. Austin gave us
his reservation.

He says to try the scallop appetizer.

All right.

You okay?

- You're all sweaty.
- I'm fine.

Your pulse is racing, too.

No, it's not. Please, stop.

Thank you.

Micah? Someone call 911!
He's had a heart transplant!

Wait, Mina. Wait, wait, wait.

Okay, so my pulse may be
racing a little.

And it is my heart, but it's not
because of my transplant.

Dr. Mina Okafor...

will you marry me?