Meredith: Where are we going?
Derek: Nowhere. We're gonna do it here.
Meredith: Wh-- No we're not.
Derek: Come on.
Meredith: No. No way. Are you kidding me?
Derek: No, drop your pants. (stops the elevator) Come on. I'll be quick. I'll be in and out.
Meredith: Oh my God. Eyes up here! Are you kidding me?
Derek: No, I'm serious about this. Where is your sense of adventure?
Meredith: My sense of adventure is down on the first floor. It's not in this elevator.
Derek: Come on, if not for me then do it for your future baby. Come on, turn around.
Meredith (turns around): I cannot believe I am doing this. This future imaginary baby of ours better be worth it. (Derek gives her a shot in her ass) Ouch.
Derek: There. I told you I'd be quick. I can't wait to meet our our future fictitious baby.
Meredith: Me either.