Cristina: You know somethings going on with George.
Meredith: What?
Cristina: Owen hugged him. They were happy.
Meredith: Well, we don’t hug when we’re happy.
Cristina: Are you better?
Meredith: What?
Cristina: You know, with your therapy? Or… whatever. You said you got well. Well, are you… better? Or are you just fake better?
Meredith: What do you mean?
Cristina: I’m asking you if people… you know. I mean, are you actually different? I mean do you feel different?
Meredith: I’m getting married today. (smiles) Mmmm… it’s a deal. No muss, no fuss. Just quick and dirty.
Cristina: (dumbfounded) Ah, do you want me to come?
Meredith: No, no. Just letting you know.
Cristina: Oh no, wait. Ah, ok. This is my grocery list. It’s old. This (hand Mer blue post it’s) this is new. This is my favorite pen, which is why i want it back. Borrowed. And, all of it’s blue. So, you’re covered.
Meredith: Now, see if we were George and Owen we would hug right now. (Mer looks at Cris, then shakes her head, they both go back to work)
