Meanwhile, the pregger is prepped and ready. Type-A is just finishing her scrub-up, and is still complaining that she can't believe the woman didn't tell her about her heart condition. Joyner tells her to let it go. Wendy Whiner sticks her head into the scrub room to tell Kellerman that the patient's blood pressure is dropping, and she's not responding to anything they've tried to raise it. Kellerman flies in, telling them to get her chest open. There's talk of hypothermia and gravid uteruses and success rates, and basically, it amounts to Type-A doubting Kellerman's decision to ice the baby until the heart operation is finished. He gets hold of a saw and starts buzzing through the patient's breastbone.
Posner hands off a chart to Yang and tells her to check on the patient in Bed Nineteen, Ward C. Yang scrunches her nose and says she thought that part of the hospital was closed for renovations. Posner shrugs and says it's "a full house." Yang sighs and mutters, "Right."
A moment later, the elevator dings, and Yang steps off in a dim section of hospital, with walls and doorways draped in plastic sheeting. There isn't a light in sight, which doesn't arouse any suspicion in Yang that she's being set up. She hesitates and calls out the patient's name in a shaky voice. The only sound is a machine beeping in the distance. She approaches the one room with a light on, and moves toward the drawn curtain surrounding the bed. She says the patient's name again. No response. She steps forward, but stops when she kicks something. It's a pair of dice. She takes half a step back. Suddenly, the sound of a mattress squeaking emerges from behind the curtain. Yang yanks back the curtain to find a man in a surgical mask and scrubs holding a pillow over a woman's face. Yang screams hard enough to blow a lung, and backs into a wall. She comes to her senses when she hears laughter, and her eyes unglaze. She realizes it wasn't a woman in the bed at all, but Posner. It's an honest mistake. Posner and another doctor yuk it up good while Yang struggles not to go into cardiac arrest. She turns on her heel and heads for the elevators, while the two guys trail after her, pleading with her to see the humor. They chuckle that it wasn't as funny as her screaming in the shower, though. "Glad you enjoyed that," Yang snaps. "The scared girl was a nice touch, by the way. Especially the bloody gown." The elevator arrives as the dorkus's faces fall. They tell her they have no idea what she's talking about. She rolls her eyes as the doors close. "Morons," she mutters.
Back in the OR, the pregger's surgery is causing a bit of tension between Kellerman and Type-A. She openly scoffs at him, but he manages to stay cool.