Richard: Uh, you paged?
Bailey: Eight of the mice are hyperglasemic.
Bailey: I've been locked in this lab all day and night hiding it from you, trying to understand why. And Meredith Grey figured it out. Now, I've got weeks worth of tests to run and mice to monitor, and real patient's to check on.
Richard: So, you get help.
Bailey: From who? I fired Kepner and there's no way in hell I'm putting Meredith on this trial.
Richard: Oh, the help will show up, trust me. It always does. So, you gotta home, get some rest, the work will be here in the morning. Go. Right now. (Bailey walks out, Richard looks at the mouse) Don't worry, Q. I got your back.