Evanescent

Addison

Izzie: George. You locked the door.

Isabelle: We need to take a shower.

George: Uh, uh, I'll be out in a minute.

Izzie: What are you doing in there?

George: It's private.

I laugh

Izzie: Oh. Oh, God. I'm sorry. I get it. I didn't mean to interrupt.

George: No, it's not that!

Izzie: It's ok. Take your time.

Isabelle: Its completely normal

George: I am not doing what you think I'm doing.

Izzie: You know what, there's really no need to explain. I'll wait. You just...finish.

I put my head on her shoulder and laugh

George: No, I'm...I'm coming. I'm coming out.

(George exits the bathroom to find us outside the door grinning)

Izzie : There's no reason to be ashamed. It's normal. Healthy, even.

George: Well I'm not ashamed cause I wasn't doing anything. I don't have to. I have a girlfriend.

Isabelle: WHen can we meet this so called girlfriend, and , just relax about it I grew up with my bestfriends being guys. Oof Adam, he shared way to much information at times. Then don't even get me started on Finn. God he had no boundaries.

Izzie: Agreed so it this an imaginary girlfriend?

George: An actual girlfriend.

Izzie: You know what? It's no big deal. You don't have to lie. I get it. You have needs.

Meredith opens her bedroom door that Izzie had been leaning on.

Meredith: What is going on out here?

George: Nothing.

Izzie: (Starts to say something, looks at George and changes her mind) Nothing.

George: Nothing.

Isabelle: He's freaked out cause we caught him playing with little Jimmy and the twins.

George: I have a girlfriend.

Izzie: Ok.

George walks down the hallway and slams the door to his room

Derek: This sounds like fun out here.

Isabelle: Mornin

(Derek's phone rings, he looks at it but doesn't answer)

Meredith: Aren't you gonna get that? It might be the hospital.

Derek: It's not. Breakfast?

My smile turns to a look of guilt and I skip breakfast to avoid talking to him.

I am with Burke and Alex today

Alex: Patient presented with abdominal pain and blood in his urine.

Isabelle: Once his workup come back unrevealing, the urologist suggested a cystoscopy.

Burke: Reason?

Isabelle: To get a look inside the bladder.

Man: I appreciate you doing this, Preston. I know this is a little out of your field.

Burke: That's not a problem. It gives my interns something to do.

Man: I have a feeling you keep them plenty busy. We were in the same frat at Tulane. It's gone from torturing pledges to torturing interns. Am I right?