Breathe~Grey's Anatomy

This Is How We Do It/ Song Beneath The Song

This Is How We Do It

Audrey: "So...what do you think?" she squeals, spinning around in an empty apartment with Mark beside her

Mark: "It's nice."

Audrey: "Nice? It's perfect! The marble floors, hospital's just a few blocks, found a great preschool down the street, and..." leading him into the master bedroom she opens the bathroom door, leaning against it with a happy sigh "The tub. It's my dream place."

Mark: "I'm happy for you" he chuckles "You put in an offer yet?"

Audrey: "Of course I did."

Mark: "Want me to take the kids? You and Avery can christen this place." he smirks, making her slap his shoulder

Audrey: "Oh, shut up."

Mark: "I'm just saying you've got such a pep in your step. Doesn't take a genius to figure out why."

Audrey: "Uh huh. Come on. Let me show you the kids' room."

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Meredith: Renegades. Rule breakers. Gangsters with scalpels. This is the way we like to think of ourselves. It makes us feel badass, sexy.

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Jackson: "Can you wash this, too?" he smirks, tossing Audrey his shirt before pulling her into a kiss, placing her on top of the washing machine while taking her shirt off

April: "Ugh!" she groans, making the two pull apart "Is there anywhere you don't do it? No?" she scoffs, throwing her basket down before storming out the room "Ugh!"

Audrey: "We should go upstairs."

Jackson: "Yeah."

Audrey: "Okay."

Jackson: "Yeah." he breathes, pulling her into another
kiss, wrapping her legs around his waist

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Meredith: Problem is, it's not exactly true. At heart, we're rule followers, sheep. We don't break protocol. We follow it to a "T." Because if we don't follow protocol, our patients die. And then we're no longer badass. We're just bad.

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Audrey: "Where do you want this?" she grunts, carrying a table into a room with Cristina

Arizona: "What's that for?"

Mark: "Scrapbook station. Put it next to that box with the glitter pens."

Arizona: "Oh, no, no, no. Don't put it anywhere. We're not having a scrapbook station."

Mark: "You heard Callie this morning. She wants us to go all out. Move the table."

Arizona: "No, don't move the table" she orders, making the two women sigh, leaving the table alone "Mark, this isn't a scrapbook station kind of shower."

Mark: "You're wrong. Yang, tell her. Torres wants all the girlie stuff. Games...onesie decorating."

Cristina: "I have a patient."

Mark: "Audrey?"

Audrey: "I can't get over the fact that you know what onesie decorating is." she chuckles, giving him an amused look

Mark: "Haleigh gave me the idea. Showed me all the things to get." he smirks proudly, making Arizona roll her eyes

Arizona: "Oh, bite me, Mark."

Callie: "Oh, what's going on? Are you guys fighting again?"

Arizona: "Did you want a scrapbook station?"