There's a reason I said I'd be happy alone. It wasn't 'cause I thought I'd be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It's easier to be alone, because what if you learn that you need love and you don't have it? What if you like it and lean on it? What if you shape your life around it and then it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage. It's like dying. The only difference is death ends. This? It could go on forever.
Izzie: They tried number 9? Who does 9? Sadie: Well personally I'm a fan of 5, 7, 8, pretty much 12 through 20. Meredith (laughs): I would try 15. Izzie: Don't. Don't try 15. I would try 16. Yeah. I've never done that before. Alex: You'd try 16? Izzie: Uh huh. I would. I totally would. (Izzie and Alex look at each other then quickly leave the table) Lexie: Um, don't do 16 too fast. It can hurt badly ... I heard.