Alex: I got you the cheeseburger you ordered from Joe's. Are you sure about this?
Cristina: Are you really ok? Not feeling nauseous?
Izzie: No. I feel good, I feel fine. See.
Lexie: Hi. Oh, french fries! God, I love french fries.
Izzie: Meredith, lets go!
Meredith: (Yells from the bathroom) I feel like this dress is giving me a mammogram. It's squishing my boobs!
Izzie: Let me see it.
Meredith: I'm taking it off!
(Izzie fakes that she can't breathe)
Alex: Iz you ok?
Lexie: I think she's choking.
Cristina: Izzie? Lets hit her with oxygen. Izzie, Izzie! Speak to me, can you say something? Izzie?
(Mer walks out in the wedding dress)
Izzie: Haha, I'm not choking. I'm joking... Hahaha.
Cristina: Ok, you've gotta stop doing that. 'Cause it's not funny!
Izzie: It got Meredith out of the bathroom so I could see her dress, and its gorgeous!
Cristina: Tell her she has to stop!
Meredith: Izzie!
Izzie: It's very romantic, it's pretty right?
Lexie: Pretty... (eats another french fry)
Meredith: And I see you've invited more people to witness my humiliation.
Lexie: No, Derek and Mark still aren't speaking to each other and we're heading into a 6 hour surgery. So, unless I can slip this cheeseburger into a sterile area... I'm not gonna make it! Can you please come and talk to them?
Izzie: Fine, ok, you can go. Cristina will you help her take the dress off?
(Lexie steals the rest of Izzie's fries)
Lexie: I'll be in the scrub room.
Izzie: Lexie just ate all of my fries, can you please get me some more?
Alex: Nice. The IL2 isn't affecting you at all. (Alex leaves)
(Izzie throws up)